Unwittingly, my four year old son has been getting lessons about the ‘ORIGIN of Species’.
Conversation 1, verbatim, about 6 months ago:
Dad: “Oorja, do you remember when Abhir was born in the hospital? You were the first one to hold him.”
Oorja: “Yes. He was in Mama’s tummy, right?”
Abhir: (In wonder) “I was inside Mama’s tummy?”
Conversation 2, verbatim, about 3 months ago:
Oorja: “Abhir, you were not there for my 2nd Birthday party. You were in mama’s tummy.”
Abhir: (Shocked) “I WAS IN MAMA’S TUMMY?????”
Abhir: “How did I come out?”
Oorja: “Hmmm… I think the doctor cut open mama’s tummy. Hai na, maa?”
Abhir: (Surprised. STUNNED.)
Conversation 3, verbatim, a few weeks ago:
Abhir: “How did I come in to your tummy, Mama?”
Mama: “God put you there.”
Abhir: “Okay. Was I a big baby or was I a small baby inside your tummy?”
Mama: “You were a small baby and you grew.”
Abhir: “But, HOW did I come in to your tummy, Mama?”
Mama: “One day I thought I wanted to have a darling little baby boy named Abhir. So I prayed to God and asked him to put ABHIR inside my tummy.”
Abhir: (Eyes popping out of his sockets) “Really? You asked God to put Abhir inside your tummy?”
Mama: “Yes darling. I did.”
Abhir: “And God gave you?”
Mama: “Yes. He did.”
Abhir: “Was it Krishna?” (the God you prayed to…?)
Mama: (Immensely relieved that the topic was changing) “Yes.”
Our daughter went through the motions after we conceived him; watching my tummy grow in size, feeling his kicks, and finally seeing HIM on an ultrasound before he was born. Somehow, we did not have to EXPLAIN it.
Even though the birds and bees conversation is a few years away, explaining to my son how he came in to our lives was serious stuff.
I only hope that we handled it well.