Now batting, the Designated Hitter, David Ryan.
Merry Christmas to one and all! I'm Donna's husband and am posting for Donna this week. I just read some of the requests on the Facebook page and will try my best to address some of the topics listed. (I just can't get over how every group seems to develop their own set of acronyms. I noticed one that was used was DH -- which to me, a rabid baseball fan, means "Designated Hitter". I'm pretty sure that was not the intended use, but I decided to go with it anyway.)
Christmas can be a wonderful time of year full of tradition, both good and bad. Traditions are pretty powerful -- especially when it comes to family. We do things because of tradition. It's the way we've always done things and we like it that way! Like cutting both ends off of a pot roast before cooking it because that's the way mom showed me how to do it. (Anyone not heard that story before?)
I thought the theme of traditions would tie a couple of the requested topics together.
A few of you wanted to get a "male perspective" on circumcision. I don't hunt or follow NASCAR -- but I do have a penis. For purposes of full disclosure (don't worry -- no photos will be posted), I am circumcised. I wasn't circumcised for religious purposes. I am a Christian and have learned from my study of the scriptures that circumcision is not necessary per Christ's teachings. So why was I circumcised? Tradition. I've never discussed the issue with my mother or my father. I have to admit that I don't even know for sure if my father is circumcised. I assume he was because that's just the way things were done.
We have a son. We chose not to circumcise him because we did not see a reason to do so. We broke away from tradition to what I believe is a better way. Why wouldn't I want my son to be better off than me? Was I worried about the "Jock Kingdom" mocking him in the showers? No. Did it bother me that his penis wouldn't look like my penis? No. In fact, I proactively avoid showing anyone in my family my penis (with the exception of Donna).
I've heard all of the pro-circumcision rationales and the only one that makes any sense to me is religious in nature. Covenants with God I understand. Concerns about Junior's penis being intact while Daddy is circumcised I don't get. Pot roast.
Tradition plays a huge role in how we choose to give birth. With our first, Donna wanted an epidural and didn't care to learn anything more about giving birth. We toured the hospital, took a hospital class, and would have ended up with a C-section had it not been for my sister Tamara. We were fortunate.
Initially, Donna didn't care because that's just the way women have babies. They go to the hospital and let the doctors do the rest. That's the way it is done. Pot roast. There is a much better way.
Well, I think that does it for me. Happy New Year everybody! I am hungry for some pot roast.
Mr. BFBS
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