Connecting to Each Other

I came upon a thoughtful poem awhile ago. It was inspired by the finding that fetal cells remain within the mother’s body for decades.  Though I misplaced the poem, I did read the science behind this.

It is a new perspective about how a mother and baby are entwined on a cellular level. When the growing baby’s cells pass into the mother’s system, this is called fetal microchimerism. The exchange of cells, baby to mother, may benefit the adult woman’s immune system. Some research indicates that these fetal cells may trigger immune responses to protect against some diseases. This is research in it’s infancy, you might say. More can be learned about immunities and disease.

The poem and the science both describe how mothers always carry a physical connection with their children on a cellular level and this (may have) health benefits. We also know there are physical connections that benefit mothers who lactate and the babies who receive breast milk. (In providing human breast milk, it doesn’t even have to be your own child.) How Nature plans for success continues to amaze me.

Fetal microchimerism is a poetic and profound image. Though, truly,  we are connected in many ways. This made me think of a phrase a friend once used. “To be a mother is to watch your heart walk around outside your body.” My friend is an adoptive parent and she feels that connection as acutely as a biological parent, watching her child growing from infancy and beyond.

Children and mothers need those special connections.

With marriage, you could possibly get a divorce. With a job or school, you could quit or change. In your neighborhood, you could eventually move. However, you can’t switch, leave, change, exchange , quit or forget about children, whether biological, adopted, step, or foster child.

Raising children is important and impacts our lives in a unique way. Here is another poem I found that I think is relevant.

Child of mine, Child of mine
A part of me   Apart.
I will hold you  Forever gently
In the cradle of my heart.

Nature provides important connections for children and parents through our bodies and through our hearts.

As I wrote this, I heard a description of children crawling out of the rubble of a bombed out city. I worry about all those broken hearts in so many places. We need to honor our connections and to heal the bodies. It will do a world of good for all of us.