It’s been along few days/weeks… I’ve been yelling too much… Thinking should get back on the meds….. (Been off for 2 months or more)
I’ve been posting funny stuff lately because I’m tired of my heartbreaking over the more serious contents of my blog……
The window for a quickie is slim when kids are home.
Crappy Papa is hopeful again. The window reopened! “See? They’re leaving the room! We can sneak away. This is the perfect window!”
Is there a window? I’m still not convinced.
Why do we do as we do?
International physicians disagree with the AAP’s stance on circumcision
Boy needs reconstructive surgery after dr botches circumcision.
A hilarious blog on raising kids….
not bothering to cut and paste. Click the above link and read the whole thing. The above is not a parenting blog, it is a men’s site.
Retrieved from babycenter
From intact Hawaii on Facebook
from soggy mamas Facebook fan page status update:
”Let’s just say we have 10 men in a room. In walks someone who says, “Look, we’re gonna hack off a piece of your D*cks. It’s all the rage and women seem to love it”.
7 men say, “Cool, I want women to like me”, and the other 3 men say, “No Fuckin’ way!!! Your All F*ckin’ Nuts!!! I don’t want my D*ck Mutilated. And, it’s my d*ck. It belongs to me. What give you the right to make that choice? It’s my sexuality”
“Well, we asked your Parents and since you spent 9 mo in your Moms womb she says we can. She says your hers, you belong to her.”
“Well, I’m a Grown ass man, what does my Mother sexual Preference have to do with me? I’m never gonna have sexual relations with her, why should she dictate what happens to my Penis? She hasn’t even seen my penis since I was 10 years old”
“Well, we have seven other men here that say it’s a good idea. So we all think your just being a baby about it” “So, That’s them. Just because they like a mutilated d*ck doesn’t mean I want one. What gives any one the right to do that?”
“Well, Your Dads says He has every right to do what he wants with your penis because he’s your dad, and he wants you to look just like him.”
“I look Plenty like my parents, It’s my d*ck not my dads d*ck.” Parents, “Well, we listen to all the reasons you said not to do it, we weighed it all, and we decided that even though it’s your body, your Penis, your sexuality, and your choice, we’re still gonna forcefully hack off part of your Penis because we want to prove we have a Parental Right to do so.” ~Travis R Tippetts
Sound legit? (reposted by maria)
Although the below post is a funny post, please pray for the author she just lost her toddler to SIDS (awaiting autopsy to confirm).
The info about her toddlers’ passing was not on her blog but on her fb fan page.
I cannot imagine her agony and the emotional tsunami her and her family are going through. Please pray for them.
They took WAY longer than I had ever spent making pancakes- or anything, really, ever before. When we were through with our efforts, we had procured several brown, lumpy, oddly shaped wads so thick and heavy, I was pretty sure they were going to skip being eaten to put on some flannel and grab a chainsaw to finish a hard day’s work at a lumber mill. I could have said about the same for the syrup/sauce/fruit goo.
This was a giant, leaping bound away from the light, fluffy pancakes of yore. My spiced oatmeal pancakes looked and smelled like Rudolph had used the serving tray as a personal port-a-potty. (Going with the unicorns-farting-rainbows theory, I’m assuming magical reindeer poo also magically smells of cinnamon and vanilla) My not-so- abandoned reservations were screaming in my face, SEEEEE? Dude. Yuckballs. Leave the cooking to the professionals, eh? Despite the encouraging eyes of my toddler companion, I kind of wanted to cry.
“To-men ‘eesh are MESHY pancakesh!” he said between never-empty-mouthfuls. “We MADE ‘em. ‘ey’re GOOD!”
With that small insight, the burden of my expectations and ego were lifted. Aiden had never had an agenda aside from wanting to spend time with me- and wanting a hot breakfast. He had enjoyed every minute of the feel of the flour mixture, the satisfaction of successfully cracking the eggs, the stickiness of the dough, the participation and the company. When it was through, he loved the outcome with no reservations and simply called them as he saw, “Messy Pancakes”… and they were the best pancakes I’ve ever tried.
(A link to Single dad laughing’s post that inspired the below blogger to write is located towards the bottom of this page)
Sharing information is not extreme. This is an illogical connection. Informed is Not Extreme:
It is easy to be offended if anyone tries to tell us that there might be a better way. After all, we have poured our heart and soul into giving our children the best life possible. If we have been doing it “wrong” our hearts might actually break.
There is another group of people though which is made up of mothers, fathers, researchers, psychologists and scientists who are trying to share information. These people are not extremists, they are not rude, they are not trying to personally insult anyone, or break the heart of a parent by sharing facts. These individuals are simply trying to make known the truth of their discoveries.
Their words are not popular. Their findings are inconvenient. Their evidence shows us that as a culture we have been way, way off. The information that this group shares is difficult to learn.
“Parents want to make the best decision for the health of their children, but not all … health departments and medical bodies are equally forthcoming with information for parents on the risks of circumcision and care of the normal (intact) penis.”
Excerpt from his post
I’ve written about this briefly before, but today I want to dive in a little deeper. I know this post will cause some debate. That’s okay. Talking about things can never be bad. Just please, let’s try to keep it civil.
Ever since I started Single Dad Laughing more than two and a half years ago, I have been approached by all sorts of zealots and extremists for various causes. Some of them passionately encouraged me to write in support of their views, others have threatened to destroy my name and blog if I don’t jump onto their bandwagon.
The strangest of all of those, to me, are the ones that I really have nothing to do with. Like when a group of extreme breastfeeding mothers threatened to sweep the internet and ruin me to all parent groups everywhere.
When I got those messages (some of which were very recent), I laughed. I could just hear it, “boycott Single Dad Laughing because he’s a horrible human being! He refuses to write about the need to breastfeed!” And then I laughed again as I wondered if they even knew that Noah is adopted. That boy hasn’t had a breast in his mouth yet, and hopefully he won’t for another decade. Or three.
And then there’s the anti-circumcision group. They’ve made similar threats.
In fact, these two groups (who I have my suspicions are often one and the same) have approached me multiple times, sometimes nicely, sometimes horribly, and have by far been the most vocal of all the extremists. They’ve had their eye on my platform, and feel like I owe it to them to use it on their behalf.
I don’t care how much data you show that circumcision is the worst thing on earth. I’ve seen enough to know that the majority of the people who are vocal about it are mothers. They’re not the men who had their foreskins whopped off as children. Sure, there are some, and yes some of them are also vocal about it, and some of them it has affected, and some of them wish they still had every bit of their penis in place, but the vast, vast majority of circumcised men don’t give a crap, just like me. I’m thankful my parents had mine taken off.
I also don’t give a crap how much data you show me that circumcision is just fine, almost always undamaging, and how people later in life suffer emotionally and physically if they’re not cut. I just don’t care enough to be extreme myself about something so many people have been so extreme to each other about.
A parent’s response to his post:
below is a link to pictures of a circumcision…. Look at it and realize this torture is happening to a child
First, a study recently published in Pediatrics, the academy’s journal, suggests that using “cry it out” sleep training with infants does not harm them. The authors actually say “Behavioral sleep techniques have no marked long-lasting effects (positive or negative).” They actual draw this very strong non-scientific conclusion even though they did not look at all possible effects AND they did not examine what the control group families were doing AND even though there are decades of studies on mammals showing the long term harm that distressing young offspring can have on mammalian brains. The great ignorance and disdain for babies shown here is alarming.By allowing this irresponsible and unethical conclusion the editors are encouraging parents to do great harm to their children and our fellow citizens..
The second piece of evidence calling into question the ethics of leaders in pediatric medicine is a statement that was published in August, again in the academy’s journal, Pediatrics. This was the American Academy of Pediatrics’ statement on circumcision that ‘leaves it to parents to decide’ whether to circumcise their infant, instead of condemning it like medical bodies around the world. The statement says:
These tragic examples are more than unfortunate, isolated episodes. For every extreme case that gets reported in the media and debated in the courts, hundreds of nasty little incidents sink without a trace. For certain hospitals in Britain, the practice of patching up circumcision botch jobs is said to be appallingly routine. Largely, these interventions go unrecorded. The infant is simply stitched up and sent home. The perpetrator is not reported. Censure is not issued. Cultural sensitivity trumps child protection. One wonders if, say, the parents of a newborn suffering from skin lesions following a clumsily administered home tattoo would get off the hook so lightly.
These people need to walk up to a mirror and study what they find in it. Blaming the minority for attempting to get out of the huge mess of violence and violation isn’t fooling anyone. If you find yourself pointing your finger at methods that promote respect, peace, patience, kindness, forgiveness and unconditional love, then I encourage you to take heart.
please click the link above. It is an awesome rant…. Too long but too concise for me to cut and paste excerpts
Real Feminists Protect Sons from Circumcision
I can do relate with this post! My youngest has colored on the walls, bed and sofa and had an adventure throughout the house painting walls, toys and the big tv screen with gray shiny nail polish….
I had this whole post planned about how Kieran has begun to engage in illegal arts and crafts activities. In the past couple of weeks, he’s glued tissue paper to my walls, scribbled on several things with crayons (including a door, several plastic containers, the inside of the van, and his car seat – twice), cut a bedspread with his scissors, puddled glue on the carpet and emptied another container of glue on the patio, painted the side of the house . . . the list grows longer each day.
After each incident, the sentence that runs through my head (and sometimes comes out of my mouth) is “what was he thinking?!”
Comfort in the Morning
by Misty Krasawski
April 30, 2012 – by Misty Krasawski -
Nicholas stirred on the bed. I found myself silently pleading, “Please, stay asleep! I need a few more minutes . . . “ He looked so innocent there, sleeping away, dreaming baby dreams.
And so I was weary. Weary of always answering the call; of stealthily (I thought) escaping into the bathroom only to hear the inevitable crying right outside the door, of missing church when he doesn’t feel like going, of the thick layer of dust settling in places I don’t have time to reach anymore, of being the one who has to answer the cry when no one else will do. I wondered how much longer I could hold up, and asked the Lord for strength.
I opened my Bible, where strength can be found.
“. . . you will be nursed, you will be carried on the hip and fondled on the knees. As one whom his mother comforts, so I will comfort you . . .” – Isaiah 66:12-13
I almost couldn’t breathe.
Emotions flooded my heart. Me? Really? Me, the one to be comforted?
That moment forced me to shine a light on my shadowy areas; it was like turning a huge spotlight on myself. I realized that if I’m obsessing about my own feelings, I’m not present with the people around me—and am frankly of no use to them.
From the June 2010 issue of O, The Oprah Magazine.
So go ahead – try it. Next time something happens that makes you question your own role – ask yourself is this really about me? “It’s hard to focus on what someone else needs when you’re so focused on what their problem could mean about you!” Powerful. True. Believe it or not, not everything is about you (us). Let others own their actions, thoughts, deeds. You own yours. You’ll find you have a lot less to carry around on those shoulders. God knows we have enough to carry around as it is.
You’re restrained. Held down. Cut. Your screams are ignored. You aren’t told why it’s happening or if it will ever stop. Long after you’ve given up hope that you’ll ever be held and comforted again, you are assured that, no, this wasn’t a violation. It was for your own good.
Would that make it okay? Would it be okay if you didn’t remember the experience several years into the future? These are the serious considerations that must be taken into account when we discuss the subject of infant genital cutting – while few actively remember it, the trauma that many children are forced to go through is very real.
Now, consider what your position would be if a medical organization declared that we should tie down our baby girls and cut off some of the most densely innervated genital tissue on their body. What if they said that the risks of performing the operation weren’t that great if performed by trained physicians? In fact, the American Academy of Pediatrics (AAP) made a statement similar to this in 2010, when they argued that female genital cutting should be made legal in America, so that physicians could “prick” or “incise” the “clitoral skin to satisfy cultural requirements.” They hoped to appease religious groups that believe in the practice. It was a position they quickly retracted when human rights activists condemned the policy, suggesting it violated the child’s right to bodily integrity – a human right that all people are born with and guaranteed under the law.
Would we tolerate female genital cutting if the same group came out and said that the practice had some minor health benefits? Perhaps fewer urinary tract infections for baby girls in the first year of life? What if cutting off a girl’s clitoral hood and her inner labia might reduce her chance of acquiring HIV if she slept with an infected partner without a condom on?