The body and the mind are a wise and amazing machine, creating in synch, well, the miracle of life. If you really just stop to marvel at what it does, you will look at every human being like I sometimes do. I look at a random person and think about two people loved (or hopefully at least lusted over) each other to impregnate a woman, who in turn grew a human being (!) in her womb for nine or so months, and then like a flawless automatic oven popped the baby out. I know it does not get any more basic than that but it also does not get any more advanced or perfect. It blows my mind to think that EVERYone you see everywhere was a baby, probably came out of a vagina and was made with two tiny ingredients. So, getting back to my awe for the human body...I went to bed a bit nervous (note my 5am blogging time) that I could go into labor without the father of my children being here. Then I breathed and remembered the power and perfection of not just the body but also the mind. When M was due to be born on Nov 11, 2004 while F ran the NYC marathon on Nov 7 and everyone panicked that he might not make it if I went into labor while he was in the middle of Brooklyn. When J was due on Feb 20/21 and everyone convinced me that number twos come early, F opted (I was NOT behind him on this one) to go to China in early February and risk coming back to a son named Rocco with my last name. Alas, I would not really do that to him (the having the baby not the naming part:)) so J was born nice and late February 28. So, I have to believe that even though I am surprisingly dilated (my friend due before me is .5cm!! and I am 3cm!!) I will not have these babies today, or tomorrow, and quite frankly hopefully not even next week. My new mantra is 3cm for 3 weeks. I do not even know if this is even possible but I would like to set a record and continue to defy medical odds. Stay pregnant for 3 more weeks at 3cm. Crazy? Probably, hence the name of my blog. Back to bed to nap before the other midgets wake up and we take the bus to school.
yes, both your body and mind are incredible things. i will be doing "control mental" for you
ReplyDeletethose were my obsessive thoughts when you were born. you seemed so little and unprotected and I was so scared of you dying that my consolation was to look at grown ups, specially very big fat ladies, and think that they at some point were also tiny and fragile.
ReplyDeleteThat is funny. I never thought my babies would break but I do think it is hard to imagine most adults as small and vulnerable. It makes me feel bad for criminals and addicts because they had a chance once too.
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