“What’s the most important moment of your life?” I say and my son rolls his eyes. “Gastrulation!”
His mom is pregnant and so we’ve been talking a lot about where babies come from. Revision. He is a nine-year-old boy, so we’ve been talking about everything.
What school do astronauts go to? How many days does it take for Komodo Dragon venom to kill you? When did Tyrannosaurus Rex live?
There are some things I know a lot about, gastrulation being one.
Gastrulation is the moment where the little sphere of cells that will one day be you softly puckers inward on one side. Blip! And for the rest of your life, this will be your bottom. Such a subtle thing. And yet. Without this first orientation of the body, an unfolding of a compass to decipher, Ah yes, true north is this way, everything else in your life, while miraculous, would never be possible.
Then there are things I know very little about. But, there is a library.
As a step-parent, my greatest joy is partnering with my kids as they learn. This is why I like the term “bonus mom.” I’m not trying to step in on anyone, I’m just a bonus for love and alternate perspectives.
But, along with the joys, there are also unique frustrations. The library book that created the most furor (surpassing, even, the objections to Harry Potter) was the illustrated children’s book entitled Evolution.Continue reading →