The sensory explosion experienced by a baby at the moment of birth is breathtaking. In the womb surrounded by liquid that maintains its temperature and its density, feeling little of the effects of gravity, hearing only filtered sounds, seeing only filtered light, life is quite predictable. But all of that changes at the moment of birth. A newborn's world is rocked by contractions, their idyllic existence ends and life as a separate, unique individual begins. What must the first sensations of air breathed into lungs, of skin touching skin, of warm milk touching taste buds, of the noises assaulting ear drums, what must those be like? With synapses firing, the brain must be overwhelmed, processing, cataloguing, learning. And though we each experienced those things, we are not able to remember them, nor is our newborn son of Adam or daughter of Eve able to tell us.
I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. Psalm 139:14
