Thoughts on Life

There is a girl named Mallory who I spent a week with at summer camp. I was probably in 3rd grade. When I was in middle school, she reappeared!
She had orange make up, make nails, the whole she-bang including a belly button ring, plenty of partying, photo documentation of that partying on Facebook, etc. She was that girl. She moved on again during or after middle school. We weren't great friends and didn't really hang with the same crowd.
Not too long ago, I saw a photo of her on Facebook and she looked like she had a baby bump. After investigating closer, she was in fact pregnant.
Today, Mallory's status says "epidural = <3"
Wow.
Part of me wants to laugh and say "really? seriously?"
But so many people are wishing her good luck. I do think it's funny that this is what it has come to: teenagers posting social media updates about their pregnancies.
I know I need to change my attitude. She took a huge step of adulthood by choosing to not have an abortion. She must have known people would judge her and only hoped people would support her. It would be so much easier to "cover it up" or "get it taken care of" which are Terrible euphemisms for abortion. They make me shudder.

My mother told me the exact quote once but I don't remember exactly but some woman somewhere in a movie said something like "It's the sex that's the sin, not having the baby."

That's true, but it's a big, fat reminder and outward symbol of that sin. 

I really hope things go well for Mallory and her baby boy today.
So many people have wished her luck and given her tokens of advice.
I feel so useless. I don't feel like I know her well enough to say anything, but this is a greater example of me as a Christian failing to be a Christ-follower. What am I doing to be His light to people who are suffering? Not much. And that's a bad feeling.