Science and Other Drugs

….maybe a little less wrong….

What a poignant, hauntingly beautiful reflection on the challenges every parent faces.

The Belle Jar

You.

Sometimes I wonder about you.

I wonder, for instance, where you came from. I understand the dry facts, of course, the complex mechanics of ovulation and ejaculation. I understand how cells divide, and then divide again, their numbers growing exponentially as seconds tick by. I know a thing or two about gametes and zygotes and embryos.

What I don’t understand is how all of that made you.

The facts of your existence seem like they would be better explained by alchemy rather than biology. We made you out of nothing, or rather, we made you out of two randomly-selected bits of genetic code that we unintentionally sent slamming into each other deep in the darkest recesses of my body. And out of those tangled strands of DNA grew you, incredible, beautiful you, with your father’s blue eyes and my heart-shaped mouth.

It feels more like magic than…

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5 responses to “

  1. violetwisp 2013/04/04 at 20:12

    She’s one of my favourite writers here on WordPress. Some of this post was interesting, but in general it makes me totally cringe! Must be one of those cultural American gushes of love that Scottish people don’t get. Or maybe I’m a robot.

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