Topic: Life Observations
My daughter was born over a week ago via C-section. Although she is my second child, having a baby is an experience that never gets old.
It gets tiring, but never old.
Immediately after the baby was taken out of her mother, she was carried over to a table and given her first personal shot.
While I never enjoy watching my children get shots, this time was one of those moments that just sort of hit me. I suppose I just sort of had a realization about the miracle of life.
It wasn't much, but it impacted me.
Just a day before this, my wife was getting shots for herself and the baby. They were as one person, sharing food and vaccines. Anything done to the baby was done through the mother.
The next day, after a matter of minutes, one person became two and the baby suddenly needed everything done to her directly and just for herself. Her shots are her own, for now she is a new person.
An internal connection was severed and split one into two, in a manner of speaking.
I don't know if you feel the same way I do or if I am getting my thoughts adequately, but I thought this was worth sharing.
And the impact multiplies if you consider how that second person comes into being in the first place. Two tiny cells meet and merge, and then they begin splitting. Before long, you have a great many cells forming the beginnings of an actual, complicated human being.
Over time, that human continues to develop, grow, age, and become even more complicated in all of its parts, including its mind.
Life is a miracle. Don't let anyone convince you otherwise.
- James D. McIntosh Jr.
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