The Penis Wins

Last night Stewart and I visited JF from the pregnant ladies list. She is no longer pregnant, but has a 5 day old new baby, Lucas. I watched her dress the circumcision wound, and it didn’t look so bad. Lucas didn’t enjoy it much, but he could have been crying less about the wound and more about three women standing there inspecting his johnson for 10 minutes.

I was startled by Lucas’s size because he was 7 pounds at birth. That is a small kid – he was light as a feather in my arms. But I wasn’t taken aback by how small he is – I look at a baby’s size from a new perspective: pushing it out of my nether regions. In that case, Lucas is HUGE. His head is the size of a small canteloupe. I mean, he’s only 5 days old, so he can’t be much bigger now than when he came out. I tried to imagine my squirmy little fetus being as big as Lucas but I could not. This is a serious case of denial – the evidence is staring me right in the face, literally, but the reality has still not hit me. Yikes.

Since you are all waiting on the edges of your seats to know…yes, we will have the baby circumcised. Sorry, Trevor. It wasn’t a tough decision. Stewart rarely feels strongly about anything, and he feels strongly about this, so I’m going with it, because I could have gone either way. But that is NOT why the penis wins. The penis wins for most comments on one post that I have ever received on this blog. A popular topic, no?