11 November 2007

A Must-See

National Geographic's The Biology of Prenatal Development DVD is an absolute must-see.

None of that silly stuff about embryos "losing their tails and gill slits."
Just 42 minutes of solid, scientific facts and amazing images from in-utero cameras as well as 3-D ultrasounds.

Get it.
Watch it.
Share it with your friends, your family, your Bible class.
Put a copy in your church library.

This would be an awesome Christmas present, especially for someone who's expecting.


Rebekah said...

Hey, cool. Is this kid-friendly (ie, no birth scenes or anything that will lead a 4-yr-old to ask questions I'm not ready for yet)?

Reb. Mary said...

Yes! I meant to include that but forgot. The two possible awkward moments of conception and birth are handled in a very family-friend way, in my opinion. The very beginning has a nice shot of a man's hand enfolding a woman's--wearing wedding rings!!--and comments that life begins when a man and woman join their DNA--then goes to shots of the cells meeting and dividing. At the end, there's a really brief delivery room shot in which an area of the screen is tastefully blurred out (i don't think you would've been able to see anything anyway) but the focus is on the doctor handing the baby to the mom.

Nothing even REMOTELY close to the those horrid, horrid, graphic birth videos they made us watch in our childbirth class in St. Louis.

Reb. Mary said...

Incidentally, our 3-yr-old has already asked, regarding his brother-in-the-works, "And how will the baby come out?" So far he's been content with "Well, we'll go to the hospital and the doctor will help him come out. Hey, let's go play with your train!" But you know where I'll come for advice when the distraction technique starts wearing off...

Concordian Sister said...

Ack. Yeah. We had that question come up with Girl-One a couple of times. We left it to her imagination and she decided there must be a magic door located somewhere around the belly button. Ha ha. For now, I'm just fine with her thinking that babies come politely through little doors, wherever those doors may be.