Baby moves

I'm trying to memorize all of the steps and stages of baby development. One month they can hardly lift their head, then they are flailing about reflexively and then with a little more intention and log rolling and segmental rolling and balancing and pinki side grasp to thumb/forefinger grasp......needless to say i cracked a beer to get myself started on this topic. And as I come to the dregs of IPA #2 and embark upon the arthrokinematics of the shoulder, I am having trouble flipping the pages of my notebook. As my perspective shifts, the topics become more and more interesting and my penmanship deteriorates. So I turn to the keyboard.

I held a baby in my arms just a little over a month ago. She was with me for a week and I saw her grow and develop faster than I could have imagined. It was like watching time-lapse photography of a plant sprouting and growing and blooming, clouds scattering furiously in the background. I was there when her neurons found the connection to her wrist flexors and thumb and index finger, telling them to clasp the plastic bottle I held, because it sure wasn't her mothers breast and it's position in space was a lot less predictable. With a mounting distrust in my ability to procure milk and keep it where she wanted it, she learned to take her life into her own hands.

If only my neurons could integrate the contents of these notes as fast. Help me channel your baby moves, kid!

Pain

School is painful sometimes. Sitting for hour upon hour, my thoracic spine starts to slump forward. My cervical spine extends in a feeble attempt to keep my head up and my suboccipitals are screaming as they strain to balance my heavy crainium. My legs are beginning to go numb from the pressure of my pelvic girdle on my femoral nerve, and I am acquiring a hip flexion contracture. My ulnar nerve is aggrivated from resting a flexed elbow on my desk and I may be getting a mild case of carpal tunnel from all this note-taking. And then I learned about chronic pain, and how I am blowing this all out of proportion in my head.

Pain is complex, they tell me. It is a product of a persons psychological, emotional, biophysical environment. Interestingly enough, the more I learned about potential sources of pain, the more I experienced personally.

The pain is in my head. And this time I'm not blaming my suboccipitals.