Maybe it isn’t so much nostalgia as balance. But nostalgia is such a beautiful word.
The cover of my weekend magazine reads:
HAVING THE BABY WITHOUT THE PREGNANCY
Imagine that kind of unutterable nostalgia. A world without wombs? They say it’s only decades away, now. Are we, as a society, becoming that far removed from anything approaching physical pain or death that we are willing to completely thwart nature?
I find very few things as beautiful as the relationship between a mother and baby during pregnancy, brestfeeding. Maybe it’s the romantic, maybe even the nostalgic in me. Maybe it’s also the abstract of that notion. I don’t have a kid, I haven’t gone through preganancy, childbirth and breasfeeding.
Science is miraculous. I imagine the joy of mothers who could not carry a child due to a uterine dysfunction, finally able to have their own child through ectogenesis (pregnancy outside the mother’s womb). But the article makes a good point, that many women will choose to go this route. Why deform my body? some may ask. Why risk discomfort for nine months, and possibly death at childbirth?
Of course, as with all articles on scientific prognostics, it makes claims like “the face of womanhood is about to change” and states that the biblical curse of “in pain thou shalt bring forth children” are finally eradicated from our lives. It says that now the traditional differences between men and women will no longer exist, since women won’t carry the children, then definitions of what is male and what is female are to change, as well.
They talk of “post-humanity”, the future of a self-defined human race, perhaps.
I don’t know. At every moment in our collective history we’re standing in a state of semi-confusion as to the current advancements of science, the future of mankind, what is real, where are we going etc. and we have hosts of brilliant thinkers postulating, hypothesizing, guessing, in short.
But imagine…none of your close friends have had a pregnancy, and you’re faced with the choice: same baby, no pain, no birth.
What do you do?
I wonder what an entire generation of womb-less birth-less babies will be like. That’s interesting to me. I wonder what that would be like, never to have been born. Would the ties between mother and child be the same? what about breast-feeding?
The world is a Noah’s Ark, sailing over its own floods, charting a course in troubled waters, and somehow, it’s getting somewhere. We’re all in this together, whether we like it or not, and whichever way we choose to do it. But one thing is for certain, science is definitely very entertaining. It’s one of the few things that pushes us to thinkabout our beliefs, our values, our understanding of life.
I can imagine lots of things, but I can’t imagine what it must have been like to be alive without science at our fingertips. I had a friend in college who was a medievalist, arguing that the world was better off in the middle ages, when it could still dream and every magical occurrence hadn’t been explained away by science.
Life was better when the sun wasn’t an incandescent mass of gas, life was better when we were superstitious and looked in awe at the heavens, life was better when we didn’t look for the tire tracks on the moon….etc.
I like this life, there is still plenty of magic to go around, and as a bonus, we get to bang our heads against impossible things to grasp. We get to expand with each new discovery, and no matter how hard those scientists work…they still don’t have the simplest answers.
I bet you they’re focusing on ectogenesis so that we let them forget that there are some things they can’t answer.