Isn’t the whole reproduction experience pretty amazing?
I mean, when you really, truly think about it. How an egg and a sperm become fertilized and a little time passes and a child (or more) is the end result? I think about this a lot. Probably more than than the average person; perhaps not.
Now that I’m not right dab smack in the middle of birthing children, I can look at it from a different perspective, and this is what I’ve decided.
- I think it’s (gestating, birthing, raising) the most miraculous event that we all experience whether or not we have children.
- I think that there is nothing that can so center and humble a human being as being a part of the rearing of a child.
- I think that it does take a “village” to raise a child.
- I think there is nothing else in the world that can cause a person to lose as much sleep as a newborn baby.
- I think that it takes a child to make us act like a child. In the good ways and the bad.
- I think that I’m immensely grateful for the opportunity I’ve had to experience first hand such a “common” miracle, and I try to not forget what a gift it really is.
- I think that there isn’t much sweeter than hearing about and seeing a new little individual emerge.
- I think that it’s a topic that has infinite possibilities for discussion/conversation.
We just welcomed a few new little individuals into our extended family. They were born within a week of each other, and I’ve had so much fun fielding the questions that my kids have been asking. Like,
- “When is that baby going to come out?”
- “How did the baby get in her stomach?” (Isn’t this a fun one?)
- “Is the doctor going to have to cut the baby out?” (Ever noticed how much easier it is to explain a Cesarean section rather than a vaginal birth?
And my all time favorite:
- “Why doesn’t the baby have a bottle?”
Because it led to this conversation:
John: “Why doesn’t she have a bottle?”
Me: “She doesn’t need a bottle because she gets her milk from her mommies boobie.”
John: “Her boobs?”
Me: “Yep. Her boobs. Mom’s who’ve just had babies have milk in their boobies and that’s how they feed their babies”.
John: “Did you have milk in your boob when you had me?”
Me: “Yes, although you didn’t drink the milk out of them. I fed you and Jacob your milk out of a bottle. I did breastfeed (that’s what it’s called when the baby drinks the milk out of their mommies boobie) Grace, Emma and Garrett though.”
John: “Sooooooooooooo. A baby sucks on their moms boobie and milk comes out?”
John: “That’s really, really gross”.
Wishing all my American friends a happy and safe Memorial Day.
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