Circumcision, Shmircumcision

I know, a new post without any pictures.  I promise to be a better mom on the next post.  For now though, I am here to discuss the fact that I am a lemming.  I joined the pack and dove off the cliff.  Why?  Because everyone else was doing it.

We circumcised Nathan and it was not a good experience.  They let me go back during the procedure which was a bad idea.  He screamed the entire time and I cried.  It's one thing to inflict pain on your kid, you know, so they don't die of some awful disease, but it's a whole other thing to do it because a lot of other people are doing it.  Unfortunately, Greg and I didn't feel like 2/3 of the men in the house should be circumcised so off I went again today, to inflict the same pointless procedure on Dane.  And he handled it about as well as Nathan did.  Which is to say that he screamed and screamed and screamed and has cried during all wakeful periods today.  If I had it to do all over again I wouldn't do it at all.  I mean, seriously, what is the point?  According to recent studies, only about 50%of boys are currently circumcised and that number is even smaller in western US.  So there goes the whole  "different in the locker room " theory.  And, no health benefits.  So, no perks and my sweet boy, crying and crying all day long...

  I think I'm done having kids, just so we don't run the risk of having another boy that we feel obligated to circumcise.  A lemming I tell you, a lemming.