Poor Little Pee Pee

Today was a tough one for my little grandson. He had to be re-circumcised as it had "grown back" and would create a problem later on when he starts getting, shall we say, excited? His mother was really good about it. She was a mother through and through. You can't show fear when you're the "Mom". You are the one that has to be calm and pulled together. Now, the grandmother, she is the one who can be all weak-kneed. She can keep asking for assurance that all will be okay. But then his grandmother had just gone through one of those "routine" surgeries that was anything but! So I was forgiven for being insecure. I'm glad it's over as I have been dreading it since my daughter told me it would have to be done. I think I feel a little guilty. During the process of "should we circumcise or not circumcise", I felt the need to weigh in from a developmental point of view - which is to do whatever the father had done. Little boys do not like to look different from their Dad. He is usually the one who does the boy-like training, and small boys watch their fathers. We were lucky to have two girls because I was not happy about circumcising my small, helpless baby. My father, at the time, was adamant that he be circumcised, mostly for hygiene. But times have changed, and not all babies need to have it done as a routine procedure. Children can be taught proper hygiene. He wouldn't be the only one in school, which is another common pro-argument. However, if the father is in the home, and will be doing some of the potty-training by example, they should be similar in appearance. Thus, my little darling had to go through it again. This grandma can hide safely at home and wait for updates, while the other grandma, who is a labor and delivery nurse, can be there tomorrow when he isn't feeling so well. She deals with plenty of what she calls "circs". Thank Gob for extended family!