When a man and woman couple together, the man releases a zillion potential baby
makers, well, that’s an exaggeration. It’s actually about 250 million sperm. Wow! That’s a lot of those little guys, and
they all have one goal in mind. Reach the female’s egg. Now get this, like the
fish, Salmon, those determined sperm swim UP, and that makes it more difficult
to reach their destination. They possess a lot of energy to travel those 5 to 7
inches up the fallopian tube.
Child-bearing aged females release an egg once a
month. It’s an impatient diminutive thing and only waits around for a sperm for 24 hours. If those
swimmers get lucky, they meet up with the woman’s egg.
Did you know there’s a fight going on within that ocean of semen? Yep, sure is. That sea of swimmers fight to see who will be the first to arrive. Only one will receive the gold medal. Sometimes more than one arrives at the same time, and multiple children are conceived, but most often, only one gets the prize.
These determined little guys must go through a slimy
mass to get to the trophy. Uh oh! Many of them won’t make it and will die at
this point. That slimy mass has an opening as thin as a single hair on a person’s
head. Only a few determined sperm will get through.
After two hours of swimming, the
super-determined sperm that make it to the egg begin pounding their tails
forcefully against the egg. Nice, right? While they attack, those strong survivors
spin like drill bits as they try to enter the egg. Those little critters really
want in there.
When one sperm breaks through, the egg says, “That’s
enough.” The egg goes into lockdown faster than a home with a case of Covid. No
other sperm is allowed to enter. A new life has begun.
Twenty hours after the mating process, two
small, chromosome filled structures form. One from the man and the other from
the woman.
These two bubble-like shapes are attracted to each other and move toward each
other as swiftly as a Gulf Coast hurricane bearing down on Alabama. Once these
two meet, they marry—no marriage license needed, and the entire biological DNA
is glued into place. After their nuptial, they sort of look like a snowman without a head—one large ball on top of the other. The genetic info
ruling everything is now resolute. How tall we'll be and how long our fingers will extend are already defined. At this stage, the new creation even knows what
diseases we will inherit. The sex of the baby is also determined. Overwhelming,
right? The little imp is only twenty hours old, and his/her blueprint
is in place.
The human is alive and well, but the teeny image has yet to look like a baby. A multiplication process begins as the union of
sperm and egg journey to the uterus. While this happens, the woman is unaware that
she’s a mother. This little one might have her lips, and the dad’s athletic
abilities, but mom doesn’t know the baby is there yet.
When it arrives in the uterus, this tiny
creation is fastidious. It may wander around for two or three days before it selects
a home inside the uterus.
Okay, here’s another astonishing feature: After
8 days, the little one releases chemicals to counterbalance the mother’s immune
system. Without the chemicals, the mom’s body would identify the diminutive
thing as a foreign object and reject it. Isn’t God amazing? Mom
still doesn’t know the baby is there, but instinct may tell her something is
taking place. God seems to give mothers
a sixth sense at times.
At about 6 weeks, a heart has formed and beats
at about 150 times a minute. The little one has its own blood supply separate
from the mom’s, but the mom’s blood supply nourishes the little guy. This
sounds yucky, but nourishment produces waste products. The baby disposes of
his/her own waste inside the mom’s body. I told you it sounds yucky.
At 17 weeks, the hands are formed and can now grasp the foot. The tiny urchin kicks like a pro football punter, but mom can’t feel the thrust yet.
The eyes are sensitive to light at 28 weeks. If
a physician looks at the baby with a fetoscope, the baby will place his/her
hand over the eyes to shield them. The poor thing needs sunglasses at this
stage.
At 32 weeks, the baby is
getting ready to exit his/her temporary home. The baby is swallowing,
breathing, sucking, and is ready for the outside world. The small sweetheart is
cramped, and ready to be free. While in
the temporary home, he/she developed sleep cycles, and they may vary
drastically from the moms. Good luck, mom, on getting your regular eight hours
after the baby’s arrival. The baby now weights about 3.5 to 4 pounds, and will
soon settle into position for birth.
At
40 weeks, your little one will arrive. It’s a short time, really, for those two
tiny entities, the sperm and the egg, to form into a viable, beautiful human.
King
David wrote a beautiful Psalm 139. In it, he said he was “fearfully and
wonderfully made.” Ultra sounds weren’t
available to him back then, but King David understood what science has proved.
January
22, 1973, the US Supreme Court made abortion on demand a law. Science has
better technology these days, and perhaps that law will be overturned. Abortion
will be for states to determine.
If a person can be declared dead when the
heart stops, why can’t a person be called alive when the heart starts? A fetus
heart beat is detected at 6 weeks.
Abortion
for a healthy mom and baby is wrong. Abortion for an unhealthy baby, incest,
rape, or the life of the mother is a different story. A story for another time.
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