He, who changed my life |
Written by Houman Ghaemi | ||||||
Tuesday, 10 October 2006 | ||||||
He really changed me. Like metamorphosis that changes a worm into a butterfly. Since he came into my life, he had such a deep and profound effect on me that was previously unimaginable for me. He has not only changed my view of life, but also changed the way I think and behave toward women. I have to admit that I have more respect for the other gender in general after my son was born. I found out that becoming a mother is not only very difficult, but also it is a dangeourous and life threatening ordeal. No wonder they call the process of child birth "labour". After I witnessed a live birth, I think no matter how bad I felt when I was rejected by the girls when I was younger, it is not nearly as close to the pain and suffering of the child birth. I think the nature has a way of balancing itself. I think becomming a father is partially a biological process (or may be that I am just getting old and I don't know it). I really don't buy that we-became-responsible-the-moment-he-was-born none-sense cliche that some people tell me. Here is my theory: Due to frequent crying of a new-born in the wee hours of the morning, some sort of biological reflex kicks in the parents bodies that changes them in such a drastic way. Furthermore, I think that the infant crying is partially an evolutionary feature that is geared toward awakening this sense of parenthood in the parents. Bascially, the babies who didn't have this feature died due to unability to change parents life style! So, the next time your colicky baby screams his/her head off, sit down and think about what a blessing it is to have him or her.
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