Saturday, February 02, 2013
So Much To Learn
Inside this featherweight lump of flesh, cradled on my arm, ebbing and flowing with my breathing, a human being is exploring her body, figuring out how it works. So many parts and pieces to master. An arm flails. Gurgling sounds from the belly. She’s in there, emerging into awareness of this body. And the body itself is still unfinished. Her lips move up and down. The mouth opens a little, now a lot. The head moves seeking a nipple. When none is found a soft cry calls out.
Later, satisfied and back on my arm, An eyelid opens to a slit. Then closes again. Now wide open. What does she see? Whoops, her eyeball rolls up leaving a white orb before the lids close.
Is there any more challenging adventure than mastering one’s own body? Gaining control of the arms and legs. Slowly gaining full consciousness, bit by bit. Making sense of the light hitting the eye and the sound waves coming in through the ear holes? Shaping the involuntary chirps into intentional sounds and then words?
I look down at her nose and lips and eyes and cheeks and wonder who this little girl is and who she will become. My daughter’s daughter. A new being that only my wife and I and two others we only met a year ago call granddaughter. I watch in wonder as she awakens into life and begins to take control of her body parts, so very slowly, day be day discovering new secrets. Almost two weeks now I’ve had my heart lightened by her tiny body resting against me.