Written October 8, 2009 Today could have been an extremely momentous day for womankind. I could have defied all biological knowledge and forged a path to recreating the human race by exponential factors never before seen. I could have singlehandedly produced a baseball team, a set of Supreme Court Justices, or the less-skilled white version of the Harlem Globetrotters. I could have. But instead, I listened to the heartbeat of the one tiny baby that lives inside of me. Just one. By itself. And at 164 beats a minute, that little techno kick drum could have not been a more…
