My daughter gave birth this weekend to a precious baby boy
for whom I already feel a lot of love though I just met him. As two sets of grandparents and nurses
gathered around the happy but exhausted couple holding their newborn I heard the
word over and over. It’s a miracle.
Now don’t get me wrong.
I am thrilled that mom and kid are healthy, ten fingers and toes,
etc. But I somehow missed the miracle
part.
Miracles are extraordinary positive events manifesting
divine intervention in human affairs; events that cannot be explained by natural or scientific laws. Yep, I missed that. I missed it somewhere during the nine months
she carried this baby and gained weight and bought fat clothes and waddled around
and lost sleep and had a hard time breathing.
I missed it during her 17 hours of labor, the pain reduction meds, all the
dilation effacement discussion, the OB/GYN delivery, the crew of nurses who
measured and cleaned the infant, and the cutting of the cord. It all looked to me like biology at work
supported by a team of medical professionals.
Nothing mysterious happened.
There were no angels in the hallway.
There were no shepherds. The
heavens did not open. Stealing someone else’s’
line, I did say, “This is my grandson with whom I am well pleased.” In fact, all I observed was one wise man.
As I looked at all my daughter endured coupled with all the
support she got I see nothing miraculous at all. In fact, if I see anything, it is the curse
of bearing children. This is a long,
painful, tedious event that causes women to be shape shifters and scream in
pain.
If the Bible is to be believed, and I do not think it is,
then all this happens because Adam and Eve sought knowledge when god told them
not to so they were kicked out of the garden and destined to have such agony in
childbirth. OK, so god was mad at them
and punished them, though his response seems pretty juvenile to me. “I’m kicking you out of the house and I’m
going to make you hurt.” Well, I guess
it is better than what he did at Sodom and Gomorrah and what he did to almost
everyone with the flood. Still, how long
is god going to hold this grudge against Adam and Eve? How many generations does he have to
punish? How can we call him a loving god
when he is so mean?
And if childbirth for humans is part of god’s grand design
he did a terrible job. Chickens and gold
fish have it better than human females.
Why women cannot just lay an egg, keep it warm and wait for it to hatch
I don’t know. We have this long term,
painful ordeal while we still think we are up a few rungs on the evolutionary
ladder from birds and fish and reptiles.
Nope. This was no
miracle. If it is a product of divine intervention
then god should keep his hands out of it because he is just making it
worse. If there is a miracle it is the
epidural.
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