The science of love
The science of love
The greatest love I have ever experienced, is the love for my son.
I remember being in a state of shock finding out I was expecting. I found myself to be one of the millions of adults who did not plan a pregnancy at that very present moment.
3 months into my pregnancy, I could not stay out of baby shops! It was the best experience of my life. Feeling and knowing that a little person was growing each day. I spoke to my growing bump, sat on a bench and exposed the little bump to the sunshine, came to realize that even before babies are born they have a dislike for certain foods. His little feet would get very active around music.
He is 15 now. He has a great love for science among many other things.
For scientist, love gets explained through hormones - oxytocin, pheromones etc.
This morning I was sent an article on "growing" babies in an external artificial womb so we can do away with pregnancies. The sadness this article brought me manifested itself in a physical dizziness of major proportion. I am very fond of the idea of forward movement and development, but there are lines of humanity that are being crossed beyond understanding or comprehension.
It is not a religious belief that drives this view, but a mothers instinct. The part that nurtures, teaches, cares and loves. Not hormonal love, but a deep seated unexplained love for my child, for mankind and all living things.
There is a true consideration within me for someone who may not be able to conceive a child or have lost a baby, to view this as a viable option. I have lost a baby and cannot have more children, but I am unable to fathom the "growing of my baby externally".
To me there is a missing link. It is becoming more clear that the missing link is between the logic of science and the mystery of life.
How many more lines are we willing to cross before it ends
with a full stop?
The greatest love I have ever experienced, is the love for my son.
I remember being in a state of shock finding out I was expecting. I found myself to be one of the millions of adults who did not plan a pregnancy at that very present moment.
3 months into my pregnancy, I could not stay out of baby shops! It was the best experience of my life. Feeling and knowing that a little person was growing each day. I spoke to my growing bump, sat on a bench and exposed the little bump to the sunshine, came to realize that even before babies are born they have a dislike for certain foods. His little feet would get very active around music.
He is 15 now. He has a great love for science among many other things.
For scientist, love gets explained through hormones - oxytocin, pheromones etc.
This morning I was sent an article on "growing" babies in an external artificial womb so we can do away with pregnancies. The sadness this article brought me manifested itself in a physical dizziness of major proportion. I am very fond of the idea of forward movement and development, but there are lines of humanity that are being crossed beyond understanding or comprehension.
It is not a religious belief that drives this view, but a mothers instinct. The part that nurtures, teaches, cares and loves. Not hormonal love, but a deep seated unexplained love for my child, for mankind and all living things.
There is a true consideration within me for someone who may not be able to conceive a child or have lost a baby, to view this as a viable option. I have lost a baby and cannot have more children, but I am unable to fathom the "growing of my baby externally".
To me there is a missing link. It is becoming more clear that the missing link is between the logic of science and the mystery of life.
How many more lines are we willing to cross before it ends
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