Stop for a minute. Look around you. Chances are you are surrounded by adult humans. Being an adult is a MIRACLE. You probably think nothing of it. I mean, what is there to notice? We are surrounded by adult human beings every day, right? I used to think that I understood the miracle of life. I work as a nurse and see the power of life every day. I once even got to observe an open heart surgery!
If you are wondering where I am going with this, I will tell you. The fact that a human baby can be born into this world and make it to adulthood is a miracle. How do I know? I am raising some tiny humans.
Let me get you up to speed. I have two boys and they are 20 months apart. They are both under the age of three. Life often feels like a war zone with Thomas the Train land mines everywhere (literally). Each day that I tuck them in feels like a miracle, and indeed it is. Why? Because tiny humans are like drunken, self-destructive maniacs.
Calm down, let me explain. First, you bring them home from the hospital and to get them to sleep you have to swaddle them. Well, have you every tried to swaddle something that doesn’t want to be swaddled (babies have autonomic reflexes that are calmed by swaddling)?! It is like that summer party game where you have to carry a greased watermelon. Next, by the time you get the hang of swaddling, your baby has started to turn over which means you can’t swaddle them while they sleep, or they could suffocate. Did I mention this turning over thing could happen at any time and yet they still want to be swaddled to go to sleep?! Agh! Miracles I tell you!
Next up, your baby learns to eat. Whew! I am anxious just recalling it. Tiny humans don’t have a lot of teeth so it makes it hard for them to chew and process food. However, they love to put food and anything else they come across into their mouth. If you have raised a tiny human you know where I am going with this . . . This new skill they are developing called eating is a huge CHOKING hazard! Brush up on what to do if an infant chokes because you are going to need it! Yet every day you walk by an adult who learned to eat! Miracles I tell you!
Lastly, those tiny things learn to walk. Can you remember ice skating for the first time? How a concussion could have occured at any minute? That sensation of terror lasts for about 2-3 months for any parent assisting a child in their quest for walking. Confession: I bought my first son, who started walking at 8 months, a helmet (I mean, 8 months!). Of course, it was overkill and he hated it and somehow he miraculously survived learning to walk without it.
In all seriousness, go thank your mom (and dad). Thank them for helping you to learn these treacherous tasks. Also, look around you at the adult human who is standing in front of you in the grocery line, or who is running on the treadmill next to you, and smile. They are a miracle and so are you!