Commentary: Utah should trust women to make the right choice

I have always loved babies. The smell of them, the joy in their eyes as they soak in the whole world, their fuzzy hair against my cheek. Amongst my friends, I was known as the baby whisperer. I taught my new mom friends the “pooping position” and the “sitting-up burp.” I couldn’t wait to be a mom.Finally, at age 36, it was my turn.We followed our baby’s growth each week. I dreamed of my little girl running around my childhood home in Idaho, jumping on the tram