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August 15, 2010

Do you sometimes give your kids short shrift?

This summer did not turn out the way I hoped, and now it's almost over. School starts in a little over a week.

Working at home, as editor for Walnut Creek Patch, with a, yes, flexible schedule, I thought I'd be able to enjoy some moments with my 12-year-old son. I could arrange to go to weekly matinees, and make up the time or night, or we could pick time to go rock climbing, as he has come to like.

He's been so enamored of his weekly golf lessons that he said, "Mom, you should learn golf, too!"

Did I take a golf lesson? No. Too busy. Too caught up in work.

We rented some classic movies, which we talked intensely about watching.

He looked forward to watching them with me, but sometimes I fell asleep. Other times, there was just work I just couldn't stop thinking about, and I'd tell him, no, not tonight, I've got worked. '

Often when we were driving in a car somewhere, and he was talking about this comedy show he loves, a new book he had read, or he was peppering me with questions about God, the presidency, our relations with the Russians, and what was that Cold War thing anyway, I'd be on auto-pilot, answering his questions or responding with a "hmm," "oh yeah?"


Sometimes, as my son was talking about something, I felt myself wishing he would just be quiet for a minute, so I could focus on what I needed to think about.

Then, I'd feel terrible. Here he is, my little boy growing up, and it's a summer when he wants to be with me, and talk to me, and spend time with me. Maybe this is the last summer this will be true for us. Maybe next summer, he'll think I'm an idiot and not worth his valuable 13-year-old's time, because he'd rather be with this cool friends.

And now the summer of his being 12 is gone.

But it's not just me, apparently, so caught up in my own whatever, that I haven't been present at key moments for my son.

I was talking to some other parents recently who were also weighed down by this horrible feeling of giving their kids short shrift, because they were so darned busy, or, in general, overwhelmed by life.

Another writer/journalist friend, a single mom, said she was inundated with freelance assignments these past few months, and, in this economy, she didn't want to turn them down. So, for much of the summer, she was sitting at her computer writing, while her son, 12, like my son, was in and out at friends homes or sports practice.

"I really didn't see much of him," she said, with sadness, also ticking off the list of things she hoped she could spend time doing with him.

One Walnut Creek dad, who does consulting work at home, said he got caught up in being director of the swim team program at a local community pool. He said that volunteer job involved tons of time, often dealing with a handful of parents who had lost perspective and took the whole competition way too seriously.

That volunteer job, for this dad, took up major amounts of time, that he should have been devoting to his paying jobs--and to his sons. He said his older son, who is learning guitar, kept begging him for some time together to just sit down and play guitar with him. And this father, who felt so overwhelmed with these other demands on his time, kept putting his son off.

This dad, who had initially taught his son guitar so long ago, finally found himself forcing himself to say "yes" to his son's request.

The dad said that it took major mental effort to to turn off the anxiety-provoking must-do list in his brain--so he could focus his attention on his son.

This dad said he took a deep breath, grabbed his guitar and sat down with his son. Side by side, the two strummed out some tunes.

And, as this father describes, it was the most beautiful, magical moment he had experienced in a long time.






August 26, 2009

To cut or not to cut: Did you or did you not circumcise your son? And why or why not?

I won't say what choice we made with our son, 11 years ago.

At this stage in his life, that's his business.

However, I continue to be interested in the debate, which heated up recently with news that the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention will release a report recommending that all baby boys born in the United States be circumcized to reduce the spread of HIV.

A friend of ours, who is not happy that infant boys are subjected to this procedure, alerted us today to his recent participation in that debate, via Andrew Sullivan's Daily Dish blog on Atlantic.com, and to Sullivan's own adament opposition to what he calls "male genital mutilation."

This disturbing YouTube video, posted on Sullivan's plog, shows an actual circumsion taking place on a newborn male in a supposedly state-of-the-art American medical setting. But as the video points out, circumsion, once performed routinely on "95 percent" of all newborn males in the United States, is becoming less common. More recently, in California, circumcision takes place in only 20 percent of male births, the video's narrator says.

"It is very painful," according to the narrator--even when analgesics are used and especially when it subsides.

The foreskin, which is removed in circumcision, is a "normal protective sexually functioning organ," the narrator says. "Circumsion is an amputative surgery with inherant risk, including hemmorhage, infections, and many forms of surgical mishaps, even death."

Our friend put it a little more directly, if less delicately:

"It’s my dick. It’s my dick. It’s my dick. It is no one else’s dick but my dick. And I should have the choice to circumcise it when I am old enough to make that decision."