Today, I am writing about something of which I have strong feelings about. This blog entry is one that is long overdue and that I should had done a while ago. I am talking about the extreme harm Circumcision does to a Newborn Baby.
When my older son was about 14 years old, he started to have small pain in his penis. I took him to his regular doctor and her first recommendation was to get him circumcised. The first thing I did was to go on Youtube and on the Internet to research what kind of surgery it was, and how it was done. When I read and saw pictures and videos, I felt dizzy and like throwing up. How can anyone do this to his/her own child?... How can a male boy take this type of pain?!!!
I didn't took my son back to the doctor. I chose to let it be. I told my son that this type of surgery will hurt him too much. The small pain/discomfort that he had was from the foreskin when he used to get an erection and he was masturbating. Naturally, with time, the foreskin outgrew and he stop having the small pain he used to have on his penis.
I also learned about www.Intaction.org and intactivists. I was very happy to know that there is a large group of people who are very dedicated to protecting all male Newborns from this type of surgery. It is common sense people, this is something that is so horrible, that there is no way in hell that if a Newborn Baby could talk, he would agree to this kind of surgery.
Any parent can go on the Internet and read and see how unnecessary this surgery is. The mental trauma, the possibilities of Death by this surgery, the possibility of a botched circumcision, is not worth the risk. Many websites and writers will write what is convenient to their side of the story, and say that the good outcome out rule the pain of the baby. WRONG!. These writers only write and support their own personal views not the facts. In many internet articles where writers are pro-circumcision, they won't even allow comments, because they know they are misleading the public and they only want to put their views out there.
The physical damage done to a penis, the mental damage done to a Newborn with the circumcision surgery, is one that will have a very negative forever lasting effect in the child's life. Think about it before you make that choice for your newborn. It is your child's body, your child needs to decide when he is older enough to understand what that surgery is all about.
The foreskin is like the eyelid to the eye, think about it. It is a normal part of the body that has a very important function to keep the head penis lubricated, to keep the penis more sensitive (with more feelings), to allow a better sexual experience, to prevent the poop from going into the urine canal, and many more things that any parent can read and find out in the following websites or all over the internet like:
www.Intaction.org
www.IntactAmerica.org
With today's wealth of free information on the Internet, not knowing or being Ignorant is a choice.
I had done work with www.Intaction.org and when I was reading about it, to translate in Spanish, I would often ask if this was real, if these type of things were done to the baby while in the surgery, I was shocked out of my mind, and could not process and believe it that this horrible acts are done in what is the most sensitive part of a Newborn baby. I read and saw videos on this surgery that it got to a point where I would be having nightmares and where I can not see one more video of a baby being circumcised because it makes me cry and I get depressed. I try not to see those videos anymore. Just imagine, how a baby is feeling when this is done to his body.
If you are a parent to be, and planning to get your Newborn circumcised, just remember one thing, you are cutting something off that will never grow back. And how are you going to answer to your child when he grows and ask you why did you do it, can you live with that?...There are companies with foreskin restoration products, still it does not work for many men. The foreskin does not grow back that easy.
Circumcision is rape, it is sexual mutilation.
I have two intact teenagers sons who are both happy being intact. They understand the risks and pains of that surgery. I asked my smaller son if he wanted to be circumcised when he was 11 and his answer looking at me straight in the eyes "No Way !" . I only asked him to see his response.
So common sense, if a child who is 11 years old that gets to know about circumcision says No Way, what makes any parent think that a non-talking Newborn baby will say "Yes"?! ...
For those who say that UTI are more probable with foreskin and that is harder to clean, WRONG!
In my case, my two intact sons NEVER had a UTI or any issues where I had to take them to the ER for a foreskin issue. All you need to do is soap and water to clean up the penis gently. Many parents do not retract the foreskin because there is no need to retract, like my smaller son who had a foreskin covering all of the head of his penis, there was no need to retract the foreskin, I just let it be, and he never had an issue.
If you do have a babysitter taking care of your Newborn, all you have to ask her is to change the diaper frequently and clean and wipe every time she changes the diaper, that's it, very simple.
I grew up in the Dominican Republic. Parents do not circumcise their babies, most Dominican Men have foreskin. My cousin who is a doctor in the DR was going to have the circumcision done, just because he thought it was a better choice as an adult. When I heard him I laughed so much. I told him everything I knew and refer him to the Internet and he quickly changed his mind to not getting that surgery done.
Many Spanish cultures don't do circumcision to their babies. In America, sometimes the doctors try to mislead the parents by saying how much better and healthier the circumcision is, just because these are doctors who are pro-circumcision and the doctors and hospitals make more money when they do this surgery, it is not because it is the best choice for your Newborn baby.
When a circumcised man says that circumcision had desensitized his penis, that he feels less, that it is difficult for him to reach an orgasm, I can relate to that, because when I was a young girl, I cut my leg while I was playing and it took a long while for that cut to heal. When it did finally heal, the new skin that covered the cut, had less sensitivity. For some reason the new skin feel less than my regular skin, I touch it but I don't feel my finger completely on it. That part on my skin never regained sensitivity.
Women who say that foreskin is gross, don't know how to handle a penis and are not Good in Bed, yeah, yeah, I said it ! ...they are not good sexual partners. I say that because if you love a man, you are supposed to love everything about him. It is not about just your female pleasure and what you like, it is about loving, accepting and feeling good. If a woman really like his sexual partner, the foreskin is just more pleasure to play with, there is so much love, fun, and things to do when a man has foreskin.
I had also read misleading reports about how circumcision prevents HIV, this is the most outrageous misleading information anyone can tell you. STD's and HIV are passed on with sexual contact, skin to skin. There is no way in reality that circumcision prevents contracting HIV. I really think that some people and/or doctors want more people to get sick so they stay in business and make more profits.
To finalize this entry, I only hope that you as a reader can understand the extreme, horrible choice that circumcision is for you Newborn baby if you are going to have one. In the hopes that as a parent you love and protect that new angel you have in your life, your Newborn.
With Love and Care, always hoping for the best,
Aura
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Friday, April 4, 2014
The Girl who loved the Fire
As a child, I used to play a lot and I would make a game or toy out of anything. I was fascinated, enchanted by Fire. I just loved Fire so much, I could not get enough of it. Looking a the bright light it produced, and the warm it caused, and the different forms it took, and how gentle it moved with the wind, I could not stop liking Fire so much. I would play with Fire in my big yard in my Great-Grandma's home. If my relatives would put on a candle, I would play with it, until they would made me stop.
Stop they try to make me stop, many times... They would yell at me and tell me how dangerous it was. I was such a stubborn child that I could not stop playing with Fire. I loved looking at it. Growing up in the Dominican Republic, we had many black outs, it was the normal thing. When I was in the afternoon school time, I had to finish my homework in the evening and nighttime with candles because of the black outs. I loved it, darkness never scared me. I found dark evenings and nights made it more fun and interesting. No that I was doing much as a child, but I would play outside with the neighborhood kids and scared the heck out of each other. We even created our own movies with a shoebox, a few toys and a candle.
My fascination with fire ended one afternoon when I almost burned the house. I will never forget that day, what I did, and felt guilty for many,... many,... many years.
My aunt Nelly put on a candle, for good wishes and she went to the hospital to give birth. I went inside her room, saw the candle and did what I loved to do. I started to play with it. There was a roll of toilet paper nearby so I took a piece of that paper and put it on the candle. The paper started to nicely become Fire and consumed by the Fire, it touched my fingers and burned me. I moved my hand rapidly, threw the paper on the floor right next to the quilt that was covering her bed. The bed started to go on fire so fast! ... I run to the yard, I put on the hose and started to put water on the bed, but there was not enough water to put the Fire off, the water pressure was too low. The whole mattress started to burn completely, the smoke started to come out of the side of the house. My front neighbors saw the smoke and came into the house to find out that I was burning down the place. My Great-Grandma was sleeping, so she was very much unaware of what was going on.
The neighbors helped to put out the fire. The bed was completely burned. As I am typing this entry, I am lol at this. OMG ! I was a horrible child. Now I remember when this happened, It was in 1980. I was 5 years old.
When my aunt Nelly came back from the hospital with her newborn, she did not had a bed to sleep with. I felt so bad. My mom was going to beat me up but she couldn't because I run and hid in the yard. I would climb up the trees and stay there for a few hours so no one could get me. We had 3 Avocados tree, 1 Mango tree, 1 Orange tree and 1 lemon tree plus many others. My favorite trees to climb were the Avocado trees, they were the tallest ones.
So many days past by, and I did not get the beat down. I did felt pretty bad for many years. I stop playing with fire. As an adult, I send money to my aunt Nelly for all the pain and trouble I caused her. Today, I laugh at it. My aunt Nelly loves me. She used to care for me all the time as if she was my mother too.
Stop they try to make me stop, many times... They would yell at me and tell me how dangerous it was. I was such a stubborn child that I could not stop playing with Fire. I loved looking at it. Growing up in the Dominican Republic, we had many black outs, it was the normal thing. When I was in the afternoon school time, I had to finish my homework in the evening and nighttime with candles because of the black outs. I loved it, darkness never scared me. I found dark evenings and nights made it more fun and interesting. No that I was doing much as a child, but I would play outside with the neighborhood kids and scared the heck out of each other. We even created our own movies with a shoebox, a few toys and a candle.
My fascination with fire ended one afternoon when I almost burned the house. I will never forget that day, what I did, and felt guilty for many,... many,... many years.
My aunt Nelly put on a candle, for good wishes and she went to the hospital to give birth. I went inside her room, saw the candle and did what I loved to do. I started to play with it. There was a roll of toilet paper nearby so I took a piece of that paper and put it on the candle. The paper started to nicely become Fire and consumed by the Fire, it touched my fingers and burned me. I moved my hand rapidly, threw the paper on the floor right next to the quilt that was covering her bed. The bed started to go on fire so fast! ... I run to the yard, I put on the hose and started to put water on the bed, but there was not enough water to put the Fire off, the water pressure was too low. The whole mattress started to burn completely, the smoke started to come out of the side of the house. My front neighbors saw the smoke and came into the house to find out that I was burning down the place. My Great-Grandma was sleeping, so she was very much unaware of what was going on.
The neighbors helped to put out the fire. The bed was completely burned. As I am typing this entry, I am lol at this. OMG ! I was a horrible child. Now I remember when this happened, It was in 1980. I was 5 years old.
When my aunt Nelly came back from the hospital with her newborn, she did not had a bed to sleep with. I felt so bad. My mom was going to beat me up but she couldn't because I run and hid in the yard. I would climb up the trees and stay there for a few hours so no one could get me. We had 3 Avocados tree, 1 Mango tree, 1 Orange tree and 1 lemon tree plus many others. My favorite trees to climb were the Avocado trees, they were the tallest ones.
So many days past by, and I did not get the beat down. I did felt pretty bad for many years. I stop playing with fire. As an adult, I send money to my aunt Nelly for all the pain and trouble I caused her. Today, I laugh at it. My aunt Nelly loves me. She used to care for me all the time as if she was my mother too.
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