Friday, March 22, 2019

Prenatal Memories

?A young child, who knows enough words to communicate, can describe their prenatal memories and their birth from their own unique perspective, not as an observer.

A young child, who knows enough words to communicate, can describe their prenatal memories and their birth from their own unique perspective, not as an observer. Most of my nine children were able to verbalize their womb and birth experiences if my husband and I posed questions before they were three and a half or four years old because most children can no longer remember after that age.

Although my claims about prenatal memories might strike many modern readers as fanciful stories exaggerated by a proud mother, the truth is even the ancient Hebrews understood that prenatal infants were capable of interacting, not only with people but with God Himself. Jeremiah 1:5 tells us, “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,/ before you were born I dedicated you.” The preverbal, prenatal Jeremiah sensed the voice of God and was capable of receiving a call and appointment to be a prophet. Psalm 139 also describes a relationship between the Holy Spirit and an unborn baby. “You formed my inmost being;/ you knit me in my mother’s womb.”

Prenatal Memories

The day my second child turned two, her godmother dropped by to celebrate her birthday. Since Jean was very articulate for her age, her godmother wanted to try an experiment she had about read in a hospital newsletter. The article stated that if you asked a young child when they knew enough words to communicate but before they were too old, they could tell you about their life in the womb. So we decided to test this premise.

Jean was tiny but smart, so she startled people with her clear diction and a large vocabulary. This particular day she was standing on a chair behind the kitchen table, playing with a new doll. During the conversation, she answered mainly with one-word sentences because most of her attention was on her toy.

I felt a bit foolish as I asked my daughter, “Jean, do you remember when you were in mummy’s tummy?”

She answered, “Yaa."

So then I wondered if she remembered any details. “What was it like?”

Again Jean could only spare a one-word answer: “Warm.”

“What else was it like?” I questioned.

To which she answered quite succinctly, “Dark.”

“What could you see?” I probed.

Jean was frustrated by my dumb question. “Nothin’; it was dark!”

So I scrambled, “What did you do in my tummy?”

Jean said nonchalantly, “Dwimming.”

I checked to make sure I understood her. “Swimming?”

She nodded.

“Did you like living in my tummy?” I wondered.

She nodded again.

Then I thought of a really good question. “Do you remember coming out, being born?”

Jean scrunched up her nose and sighed, “Yaa.”

“What was it like?”

My toddler stopped playing, looked up and said in disgust, “Like a B.M. [bowel movement]!”

That answer shocked me into silence. I looked over at my sister-in-law.

She raised her eyebrows and said one word. “Wow.”

About the Writer

My husband and I raised 9 children on a hobby farm and discovered fulfilment and joy.The very existence of a joyful mother of nine children seems to confound people. My writing is humourous and heart warming/ thoughtful and thought provoking with a strong current of spirituality running through it.
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