Something we all knew, but somehow we need the state to officially confirm that someone is a person.
Well, every pregnant woman I have ever known, including my own wife_, talked about her unborn baby. And for those who knew the sex of their baby, and had a name picked out. Would say things like “baby Jacob is kicking me a lot today”. And make other such references to the fact that her unborn baby was indeed a human life.
The great state of Alabama rules! So glad my NYC family were Copperheads in 1861!