Sunday, December 22, 2013

The Prenatal Profile

Many couples expecting a baby say that they don't want to know the sex before the baby emerges from the womb. They want to be surprised.

Based observations made by prenatal psychologists (yes, they do exist), babies don't just emerge and then suddenly develop a unique identity based on its sex. They have conscious awareness far earlier in utero, exhibiting behaviors that indicate personal characteristics. Whether on the interior or the outside world, they are already beings with either XX or XY chromosomes that will determine many factors down the road, due to their hard drive content and subsequent software downloads.

But maybe not knowing the sex of one's child could be a good thing as their little cells multiply fed by mom's umbilical chord. Afterall, how many children are subjected to gender-based profiling from the moment they are born? Blue for boys, pink for girls. Cars, trucks, and balls for boys; dolls, play houses and little fake grocery items for the tiny play kitchen for girls.

And then on the opposite side of the spectrum, the uber hip parents - dad leaning over mom's swelled belly at bedtime, reading a book to the unborn with a beatific smile on his face; or mom making sure that the surround sound in her Mercedes is tuned to Mozart, shunning heavy metal and rap. No girl child of hers will be called "bitch" prematurely and no boy child will model that rude behavior. (Later for that.)

Whether or not one practises good mental hygiene with their yet-to-be-born but growing fetus, one thing is for certain. That child's entire cellular system is being laid down second by second in the mother's body, and what she thinks and feels definitely gets encoded into the building blocks of the developing life.

In certain ancient cultures, pregnant women walked around with masks; should an evil sight present itself, they could shield themselves lest the being in their womb get the negative fallout. Maybe they were intuiting something vital, those pre-modern prenatal psychologists.

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