He went in a sweet, happy boy. He came out screaming.
When I was pregnant with my first baby, I thought that looking at parenting magazines counted as researching circumcision. I came to the tentative decision that I should do it.
Unfortunately, I miscarried, and I didn’t become pregnant for another 5 years. When I did, and found out it was a boy, I had my decision made from last time. Although my area has a high circumcision rate, I found that many people online were trying to dissuade me from doing it.
I refused to look into it. Many people’s approaches were rude, and it left a bad taste in my mouth. I didn’t appreciate being told that I valued my emotions over my son’s right to his natural state.
I talked to my family about it, and everyone said the same things that are still heard so often in America:
“It needs to be done.”
“Who wouldn’t do it?”
“He’ll be made fun of.”
“He’ll get infections.”
“It’s not clean.”
So I went along with it and had my son circumcised.
I didn’t put two and two together with my first.
I thought that his constant crying and wanting me to never put him down was because of his NICU stay. I even posted on Facebook a few days after he was cut about how my super-calm baby had suddenly become colicky.
It wasn’t until about a year ago that I realized that it was the circumcision.
In the NICU, he slept wonderfully. He was a peaceful baby, despite all he had to go through in his stay, constantly being poked and prodded and having cords taped to him everywhere. I remember feeling sick and nervous when they took him away for the circumcision. My instincts were screaming no, and I ignored them. When the plastibell ring was in the process of falling off a week later, I knew something was wrong. The skin underneath was so red and raw that I thought that his skin wasn’t attached and that I was looking at subdermal tissue instead.
That wasn’t the case, though. As bad as it looked, it turns out that’s just considered “normal.”
I closed his diaper as loosely as I could and picked him up and ran to the other room to my husband, shaking and in tears, bile at the back of my throat. We called the pediatrician, jumped in the car, and rushed over. I remember telling my son over and over how I was so sorry and how it was all my fault. The pediatrician seemed unfazed and sent us on our way, though.
Fast forward to today, and my son now has a slight case of meatal stenosis. Lucky for him, it isn’t bad enough yet to need correction. I can only hope and pray it doesn’t get worse.
My second son, though, suffered even more.
I can only hope and pray that his, like my first sons’s, doesn’t get worse as time goes on.
I didn’t really want to circumcise him. I remembered how I had felt when my first was done, and it made me sick to my stomach. I was secretly thankful that I didn’t think we would have the money to do it and our pediatrician didn’t accept our insurance so we were cash-pay only. A family member was talking about it to us when I was pregnant and I mentioned this.
She immediately said “He has to have it done. I will pay for it myself if I have to.” I felt hopeless and gave in. He was cut at 3 weeks old because we did it in office instead of before we left the hospital.
He went in a sweet, happy boy. He came out screaming.
He screamed that whole day.
He couldn’t eat or sleep and didn’t want to be held. He sat in a bouncy chair unbuckled and I gave him a pacifier for the first time ever. I didn’t know what else to do. I couldn’t do anything with him. At each diaper change, it was like I was tearing him to pieces.
The way he screamed – that continued for weeks. Once the worst was over, he still cried at diaper changes. You could tell he was in pain for months.
To this day, he still cries at diaper changes sometimes. He tells me “ow” and touches the glans to show me that’s what hurts. Recently he has been more specific about the area where he feels pain, and he says it’s in the tiny bit of skin and scar tissue left over where his frenulum should be. He has started to experience erections that he says hurt as well. He appears to have a very tight circumcision.
I can only hope and pray that his, like my first sons’s, doesn’t get worse as time goes on.
But that’s not all.
They say they ‘don’t remember’…but my son does.
Both of these circumcisions were performed by a leading pediatrician in my area who has circumcised several boys I know. He wasn’t a “bad” pediatrician who just couldn’t do a “proper” circumcision. He was sought after.
Little did I know that his face would haunt my son. Over a year after the last time my 4 year old saw that pediatrician, he came to me and told me about a nightmare he had. He told me that a dragon monster had cut his “pee pee” off in his dream. He told me that when he would have this dream, which was often, that he would think of something happy, like “mommy,” and that would make the monster go away.
I had to know if this was a memory. I set out an array of pictures. We started to go through them. I asked him, “Is this the dragon? Is this the dragon?” I used photos of people he didn’t know and people he did. When we came across the photo of his pediatrician, he stopped and said, “This is the dragon. Mommy, will you promise to stop him?”
I was speechless.
I held him and promised him I would never let that man near him again. I hear people say all the time, “he won’t remember,” but this is not provable. My very articulate, very smart little boy definitely remembers.
Years later, I started researching circumcision on my own.
About a year and a half ago or so, I started digging. I finally looked into circumcision deeper. I think the most powerful realization for me was the comparison of the glans and foreskin of a boy to the clitoris and clitoral hood of a girl: these are analogous structures, and even develop identically in the womb.
That’s when I truly grasped what I had done.
It’s never too late to break the cycle.
It was the most difficult thing I’ve ever had to admit to myself. I can’t even remember or understand what my my state of mind must have been like when I was okay with it all. Now, the notion of me having ever been okay with doing this to my sons is completely foreign to me.
For the life of me, I can’t understand why I didn’t look into it then. I knew I didn’t have in-depth information, but I chose not to look deeper.
Instead, I ignored anything anyone tried to tell me to dissuade me from going through with it.
I pardoned myself, because the parents who were “pro-parents’ choice” seemed to agree with me that it was okay for me to do and yet kept their own sons intact. They allowed me to do it, even though I clearly was not giving informed consent, because the reasons that I gave for justifying it were not correct.
But now I know better. My third son is intact. I ended the cycle.
Unlike my first two sons, my intact son has never had a single issue with his penis.
But at every bath, every diaper change, every “Mom! I need a wipe!,” I am reminded of what I let happen with my first two.
Moms to be, even if you’ve decided in your birth plan or a discussion with your doctor or somewhere else to circumcise, thank God it’s never too late to change your mind – until they cut your son. Then it will be too late. But you don’t want circumcision. Your baby doesn’t want it. Your grown son won’t want it. God doesn’t want it. Let your son keep his whole body!
- “They say they don’t remember, but my son does.” - January 31, 2017
Sarah McIntosh says
Ashley Morales Hawkins 😭😭😭😭
Tatiana King says
Children and babies are smarter than adults assume. I will protect my possible future children from the dragons. I remember being in a stroller myself. I am glad my mom wouldn’t have circ’d me if I were a boy.
Michelle Filoramo says
❤️❤️
Larissa cardone says
So important to keep telling these true stories of harm. And so brave of this mom to speak out, and of how she learned better and did better.
Christina Rose Atkinson says
My story is similar to this one. My first two boys were cut and screamed bloody murder all the time and I never put 2&2 together. I kept my third baby whole and he was absolutely the calmest most chill baby I have ever seen. He never cried. Hes still just as calm and happy at a year old.
Brandi Conrad says
💜
Lo says
All these relatives and family members who have a say in what happens to a male baby’s penis. Imagine if it were a female newborn and the relatives were sitting around commenting on the appearance of her labia, her vagina, etc, it would be considered sexually inappropriate. I said NO to genital cutting when my son was born 25 years ago and leaving him intact–as nature intended–is the best parenting decision that I’ve ever made.
Joshua Roberts says
😢 So glad the truth was learned and the cycle ended.
Vanessa Berkey says
That is so sad! Poor baby, glad his mom learned better <3
Richard Winkel says
When I was a kid I had a picture in my mind about being tied down to a table with a white sheet with a hole in it covering me, in a bright room with someone in white fondling me. It was an imprint. A sado-sexual imprint. It was only decades later when I found out how MGM was done that I put it together.
This isn’t something you would do to your worst enemy. But the medicult is selling it to gullible parents. As with all things obstetrical, it is sold through fear.
I think satanic ritual abuse is an apt description of it.
Jillyn Allred says
Such a powerful story. Thank you for sharing <3
Chelsi Thibodeaux says
Poor little heart.
Shannon Marie says
Anthony
Jessica Jess says
truley a valuable piece, so insightfull but also so sad, crazy how we let other people tell us what to do whaen we need to not listen. also, this is why its so important for us not to harass ppl, we dont want to put them off
Robert Baker says
I am an adult and in-tact, not circumcised. I never had any physical problems having a foreskin, but I did have another problem, my mother. Every time I would go to see a doctor for something, we never left the office without my mother requesting me to be examined for a circumcision. This continued even when I was in high school. When company would come over, especially if they had a young son, my mother would never pass up a chance to tell everybody, “Bobby (not my name) has never been circumcised!” And if that was not bad enough, the visitors would make comments like, “My God, what happened?” or “You better have it done before he gets any older.”
I considered my penis to be private and greatly hated her always bringing up the subject of my “uncircumcised” penis to just about any one that would come to visit us, especially if they had children. Even sitting in the waiting room in a doctor’s office she would almost always bring up the state of my uncircumcised penis to others sitting there.
Now, fast forward to today. I’m in my late 70’s and still not circumcised. In my case, when I was a teenager and I would get an errection, the foreskin would retract by itself. After a while, I realized that it felt perfectly well in the retracted state, and experienced no problems so I began leaving the foreskin retracted. Today, somehow the foreskin seems to have actually shrunk in size so it is almost gone. One doctor while giving me a physical said, “I see you are circumcised.” I said, “No, but it has been like this for almost sixty years.”
Maybe my case is unusual. I was married for over fifty years, and fathered several children. I still have no problems with my penis. My advice to others, if you have a son, don’t always make circumcision a subject of discussion, especially while he is there listening you tell everybody about his private parts. It it really a serious thing? I hate my mother for it. (at least I think I do)
Chris says
Thanks for sharing your story Robert. I’ve been intact all my life too. I don’t remember the exact age when I became retractable but I know it was before I was five. I remember having errections back then as I was walking around the house naked while waiting for my parents to fill the bath. I remember noticing my glans would pop out of my foreskin for everyone to see during these erections, then my glans would hide back under the foreskin on its own when my penis went soft again. After puberty my foreskin no longer covered my glans like it did when I was a small child so I ended up looking circumcised, even though I’m not. This can be normal too. I’ve had no issues or problems down there either and I’m 50 years old. My brothers are older than me and intact too. They’ve had no issues or infections down there either. My nephews also grew up intact and guess what. No issues or infections with their foreskins either. I grew up and still live in a country where circumcision is extremely rare so I must have seen thousands of intact boys uncovered in my lifetime at different schools I went to where I got undressed and dressed with different groups of boys at different times before and after swimming lessons. I’ve worked a lot with children after I left school in daycare centres and in the children’s ward of the local hospital and other places too. At 50 years of age I still don’t know what an infected foreskin looks like. All the thousands of uncovered boys with foreskins intact I’ve seen looked perfectly healthy down there. In countries where circumcision is rare, issues or infections with foreskins just don’t seem to exist. Perhaps it’s because baby boys in such countries don’t get forcefully retracted like they do in America if left intact. Americans need to learn to leave foreskins alone. Only the male himself should be allowed to touch his own foreskin. Nobody else. Little boys naturally and instinctively know how to touch, fiddle with and even retract their own foreskins without doing any damage down there. Children play with their genitles before they’re even born.
Alex says
Wish the Turkish people would share this kind of belief. They have been without anything to kill the pain, or comfort the boy outside of their biblical verses and other forms of religious stuff have it done by a untrained individual who I doubt would be confident to even fillet a fish, steak, chicken or pork. Yet alone circumcise a perfectly healthy boy and have the high risk of botching it. Which there is a high amount of botched jobs which causes the entire penis to have to be amputated and it mostly winds up with the destroyed ones just committing suicide in the masses.
Dylka Garmendia says
Horrible
Robert says
I have not been circumcised, and now I am a “senior citizen.” I have never had any problems with my penis my entire life except when I was a child. The problem was not my penis, but my mother. It seemed that anytime the subject of a baby came up, almost immediately my mother would tell whoever she was talking to, “He was never circumcised!” Then they would look at me like I was some sort of a freak or something and they would say, “My God, what happened? You better get him circumcised before he gets any older!”
Being circumcised is a private matter, and when the person being talked about is listening, you have no idea what he might be thinking. Will other kids think I’m weird? Will they make fun of me when they find out? Will I have to go to the hospital?
Fast forward to today. I have never experienced any physical problems with my penis as a child or over fifty years of marriage. Remember, memories last a lifetime, so be sure they are “happy” memories.
In tact, and happy.
Charleen Thomas says
This is tragic.
Jacob Wiebold says
I was talking to some guys the other day if they had reoccurring nightmares like I did… my earliest memories starting when I was about 2 maybe 2 1/2 years old. Most my memories are vague, except for the nightmares I had. Unfortunately I can remember them like they just happened, I was afraid to sleep alone every night because of how horrifying they were… the content of the dreams didn’t seem to be coming from my own mI’d have these nightmares that were almost always about one or all of three things I can remember… I had these ones where I’d be in a car speeding out of control with no one else in the car with me… I probably had like 50+ of those nightmares alone between the ages of 2yo through 7yo. Along with ones like that where I would be falling and always waking up on impact, those were really scary too. And more reoccurring ones that were about being kidnapped and that almost always went along with imagery of mutilation like this creepy dude would kidnap me and cut off body parts, usually cutting off my tongue, sometimes fingers a few times he did cut off my dick in these nightmares… I had one one time where I was walking through my old house when I was 5yo I think in the nightmare that same man was there and there were these baskets like something you’d see at world market or some shit and they were full of bloody flesh yeah you guess I distinctly there was severed penises! It fucked me up so bad I never told anyone because of how fucking weird it was. I’ve been bringing these memories into the front of my head again because a couple months ago I put two and two together. These nightmares were manifestations of that fucking trauma I suffered as an infant. I suppose infant do understand that their genitals are being cut and that something horrible was happening to them. I’ve actually never told anyone about this except my girlfriend and my sister… but I don’t think they quite understand quite how and why this was so disturbing to me as a kid… I mean it’s not that people don’t understand it’s just so horrible that it made me not want to think about it… I’ve been an intactivist for 5 years I think and I never thought me having these dreams when I was five were about MGM… because I always assumed I never suffered any other childhood abuse to my knowledge so that’s why I’m talking about it because I really want to know what those images were doing in my mind as a five year old. Seriously I didn’t want to tell anyone until recently because I’ve tried to forget about this shit and I can’t ever so it’s literally like I had these dreams last night even though I don’t have nightmares really at all anymore they were so vivid and I can never forget how disturbing they were and how isolated I felt being raised in a household where we weren’t allowed to express any sort of emotional distress… I want to know how many men have had these dreams and how many of them are MGM victims and if people who’ve never suffered any childhood or infant trauma have these kinds of experiences… but yeah I think it greatly effects people more than we want to realize. I know I couldn’t believe it when I put two and two together. It’s like holy shit, that explains a lot.
Soulfree says
I’m also a victim from it.
The dream of falling somewhere down, from really high and waking up with that clash – Many years later I read about this falling dreams – it means, loosing controll, totaly helpless and full off fear. I had this dream often as a child.
And many strange, traumatic behaviours in others case – next to ALL the intact fri3nds I grew up with
Taejo says
Circumcision rituals, when performed in tribal settings on full grown adult men, are the most brutal and painful body modifications imaginable. Beyond scarification, tattoos, nose or tongue piercings. What on earth makes American mothers think inflicting such a severe injury on their newborn children is acceptable? How do they then feign surprise that their baby wasn’t happy for weeks afterwards? Imagine if someone were to strap you down and slice off half the skin of your genitals, you might be a bit grumpy, no?
Britain Vanderbush says
Tiffany… Thank you for writing this.
I am 24 years old and am just now struggling with, grappling with what was done to me as a newborn baby.
I have had a reoccurring nightmare ever since I was 2 or 3 years old that I was strapped down and a dragon was biting me in that same area. I would wake up in what I can only describe as a panic attack and be absolutely terrified. That dream has haunted me vividly my entire life, and I never knew why. I talked to my therapist about it, talked to my parents about it, but nobody knew why it had happened. After all, I had never been abused or put through any sort of trauma that any of us knew of.
It wasn’t until this week that I decided to learn about circumcision and I realized that for the majority of my life, I believe I have been reliving my circumcision in my sleep.
I studied the adverse effects of extreme pain inflicted on a baby and how the subsequent spikes in cortisol levels can alter the hypothermic pituitary adrenal axis in the developing brain and cause things like reoccurring nightmares and improper function of the natural fight or flight system we are all born with, haunting a human being throughout their life and plaguing them with nightmares such as this one…
I would have a nightmare, usually that I was the size of my toys. I was standing next to my old western town playset and my sheriff action figure was with me. Then someone would strap be down to a table by my arms and legs so I couldn’t move, and a dragon would come and bite me there. I would scream and scream and wake up crying.
I thought I was pretty alone in this regard and have had people tell me that the dream and the circumcision weren’t related and that I’m just blowing it out of proportion…
Tonight I sat down in Starbucks and Googled something that happened to lead me to this page.
I read the story about the dream with the dragon, and ever since I have been sitting in Starbucks alone, a 24 year old man crying over his laptop. I didn’t know if anyone else out there felt like they had nightmares related to circumcision, but to see that someone else has had the same nightmare… and has faced that dragon too… Finally, after over 20 years of not knowing why I had that dream, I know why it happened and I know I’m not alone.
Thank you for sharing your story. Thank you, thank you, thank you. So much…
-Britain V.
Brit says
I’m so glad I didn’t circumcise. I didn’t want to because my labor was so bad for me, probably worse for him and because I had to have a c section under anesthesia, I didnt meet or see or hold my boy until 2 hours after birth. I didn’t want to traumatize him anymore than he was. I 1000% believe babies remember! Even thier births!
john swaney says
i have this very odd memory ever since i was growing up as a teenager. there was no up, no down, no rhyme or reason and it was just overwhelming all my senses an experience that made no sense. the memory of my entire system being overwhelmed in a not so good way. i didn’t remember the pediatrician’s face or even having my eyes open or hearing anything or knowing anything, but that’s the thing. i couldn’t *KNOW* anything. i realized it was a memory from before i could *KNOW* things, but that it defied things that are normally supposed to happen to you. like i said no up, no down, no faces, no sights, no actual normal memory the way i think of memory just… it took me a long time to realize the only thing that could do this to me was circumcision the actual pain of that moment pain that didn’t make any sense to me of my skin being ripped off … sexually ………….. YOU DON’T KNOW HOW GRATEFUL I AM that you wrote this beautiful, terrifying mother-infused article… literally my entire life i just never believed anybody else would consider it possible for someone to have even a weird memory of just the nonsensical level of chaos-like pain of their own system, but my mother and her grandmother have always had immaculate memories in their life. anyway there’s more … unfortunately, that also created this intense vulnerability deep in my subconscious. there was this intense dark spot that was like a scar for my subconscious self that i realized the only thing that would leave that level of pure evil in my life had to be something equivalent in evil. people would be able to manipulate this throughout my life without even trying just being mean and cruel and they would cut me straight to the bone. i had no defense from people my entire life and have been genuinely tortured when i’m alone just from the memories of actual beyond cruel people in this world. it was the d**ndest thing because it was like it was a memory that was so buried i couldn’t even know about it let alone talk about it, and i only gained any awareness by watching movies and having things slowly slowly wake up over the years (like i was dealing with a whole other person whose life had been much worse than mine inside- and he could only tell me what was happening when so out of it from watching a really good show or movie that he was near a dream state. the only time it wasn’t as real for me on the inside … somehow … ) everything hit the fan when i was a teenager: they thought i was angry for no reason- and i couldn’t tell them what people were laughing at inside me considering it a joke- like i said, i couldn’t know. the memory was like from a time in my life where thoughts simply didn’t exist, let alone consciousness. it’s been a huge endless nightmare for me all my life. everywhere i go i can’t function, i can’t gain relationships or friends… and i can never stop people from attacking that vulnerable part of myself because they know no one would believe me the whole time. it took me ten years to get through community college. but i have sent my mom this article. again, i can’t tell you how much you mean to me. your son was brave, remembering that pediatrician’s face. it was something i could never do. recently i had a fight with some friends online, because my life was reduced to just using a computer and SSI disability – and i just could not stop them from hurting me so bad that i haven’t even been able to have friends online anymore since then. my whole life has been one big journey of being able to have it have proven easily to myself that this was all due to that one memory being very real and a very real effect on my life… but not realistically ever be able to have the slightest chance anybody would believe me. my stepfather asked then why didn’t you tell us and i was helpless in front of him, the way i always am… i cannot tell you how grateful i am that you wrote this article… memories of people will torture me for days on end just because they know i can’t go to anyone, and i would write you personally if i could – it’s like a movie where the fugitive knows he didn’t do it but he also knows nobody else does so he just has to keep running and the cops won’t check out his story for some stupid reason 🙁 thank you, beyond belief. even religion has been failing me because i literally couldn’t reconcile a father-figure who would do this to his only son in this world… just looking at that memory and knowing how wrong circumcision truly is from the *INSIDE* destroys me on a very personal level… i would always walk off on my own at thanksgiving and now i can’t even go at all. my sister wants a relationship with me but how is she going to believe the truth in my life what really happens to me… i mean i know that… my mom knows that … i don’t know where i would be without my mom. she’s the only one who always believed in me dear god i wanna cry right now but… it’s like i don’t have a family or life or friends or budding relationships or even video games anymore because all i have is the intense feeling of the world *HATING* me for the only solution i know being telling *ANYONE* about i think i was actually meant to remember it, for any semblance of sanity. i’m sorry that … i don’t have happier news i just … the mere fact that there ever actually was any other single person in existence who could have remembered their own circumcision (that brave kid i mean dear father in the great beyond he’s like my personal hero…. i mean geez. telling your mom that? at that age? tough guy imo hands down) it just … it might actually give me a chance to get a single moment of peace in my life again, someday? y’know? anyway … thank you for reading this … it just doesn’t it just boggle your mind how bad the world must’ve been in the time of jesus back then … for people to somehow break down from all the evil of the world and think that peeling the skin off of somebody’s body… sexually … as a newborn into this world itself… how could they ever think that was a good idea? how bad must it have been? it’s not that i didn’t want to rationalize and try to understand how or why they could do this it’s just … without the ability to tell my side of my story in my life there was never a way i could counterbalance anything. no one would listen. basically just scoff and snub you because they knew more people in this society are on their side ultimately. it’s been an actual nightmare life… 🙁 had a friend in tarrant county community college who was the mother of a boy who had been violated and she said that when he told her finally something finally clicked with her. like it all made sense. i desperately pray for that day to come… you guys don’t know how much it means to me that you have read this. i don’t want to make an enemy of god, but currently in my life i am having to take ALL of the memories of people inside of me and all the physical things i need to do to get better and i can never quite keep up… it’s the very real situation that even if you’re *perfect* it’s never good enough when you have something ruining you from the inside out, always making sure everything goes wrong somehow and happens wrong, no matter what you do, always just barely out of reach- thank you again for reading this i promise i’ll stop now… there’s just so much to say… so many years… even pleasure has been warped lately- every single thing about me is up for grabs when evil people in this world (and you meet a ton of them only being able to use a computer in your life) get a hold of anything about you. even women, i mean men are hateful but … women can hurt you with feelings that were supposed to be nice. the people you meet online… i swear (thank you all for reading. i wouldn’t wish anything of my life on my worst enemies so may it never happen to any of you. might ask Mother Mary of Bethlehem to cut me some slack if you guys get a chance to put your hands together and throw some thoughts her way. a mother is always that one person… sigh. good luck to you all! g’bye 4 now)
Alex says
Just wish that a boy who I know to be named Chase as there was a petition called; “Saving Chase” whose mother decided to take him away from his father who was wanting so desperately to get his son cut with or without the support of his now ex wife whose now sitting in jail for the rest of her life. He was four or five when he had the procedure done. And it is not clear if it was numbed or anything was done to ensure he would not feel any pain or if it was done like how it is done in Turkey with the Turkish Boys who doesn’t get any kind of anesthetic or anything to help with the pain or bleeding or anything post circumcision.
The boy knew what circumcision was, his mother went through great lengths to educate him, to let him know that it was HIS Body and that it is completely HIS Choice. She even had other boys around his age talk to him who were circumcised and others who weren’t. And it all goes on and on from there. His father had the mentality along with the legal system of; “He’s underage, it’s not his choice, and never will be until he”s twenty-one years of age.” And he was forced to have it done against his will.
Me on the other hand, according to my mother, a doctor did cut me, and my mom said that he used a numbing injection along with some sort of a vice like gig to ensure a proper cut. However, I have a traumatizing memory of it being done at home by someone which there was a lot of screaming from me and quite a lot of horrible pain and suffering and such. So, I don’t know which to believe on that as I am forever confused.
For me as I am cut, the glands have been getting rubbed raw and in many cases, I have ejaculated from constant rubbing and such and with that comes a lot of urine as it’s my body’s way of cleaning out the residual residue left over from the semen of my system. I am also suffering from urinary incontinence which I am confined into diapers for my entire life and will be for the rest of my life. Which I don’t know if it is really related to it.
All in all, if I have a son, I’m going to leave him intact and if he finds himself with a medical issue which requires it’s removal and there’s no way out of it, ONLY THEN will I have it done. Outside of that, I’m not really all that much for it unless it is truly medically needed for the boys health. And yes, I’ll feel VERY bad for having to get them circumcised even though they need it.