sexplanations

JUNE 24: I asked a new friend about his day at work and he told me he delivered three babies before meeting me. I chuckled thinking about the comparison to my day (exfoliating my feet while watching episodes of the Crazy Ones). Then I curiously asked him what he said when the babies came out. His was reply was medical jargon about the assessments he focused on instead of a poetic delivery. I prodded, “did you say ‘it’s a healthy baby boy’?” To which he surprised me pleasantly to say “no.” In med school he and his peers were taught not to declare the baby’s sex. Mostly because they may not know upon first glance. Maybe there was more ambiguity than they noted. I was so elated to hear this and kept thinking about it for the days to follow. Something as traditional as the marking most of us received the first day of life has been reevaluated to enable better practices. We ARE doing better! Not just that though. I mean, the curiosity of the medical community to even question themselves and their established scripts is wonderful but I love love love that with this curiosity comes profound humility, to say, we weren’t doing what we can do now. I think that this is a lesson for our sex lives and I challenge us to reevaluate the status quo. Like the doc who no longer puts a sex stamp on newborns, how can we alter or eradicate our traditions to be better? How can we express humility for our pasts and courage for our improvements? Feel free to actually answer this question in the comments. Warmly, Lindsey

Published: June 24th 2015, 9:22:51 pm

JUNE 24: I asked a new friend about his day at work and he told me he delivered three babies before meeting me. I chuckled thinking about the comparison to my day (exfoliating my feet while watching episodes of the Crazy Ones). Then I curiously asked him what he said when the babies came out. His was reply was medical jargon about the assessments he focused on instead of a poetic delivery. I prodded, “did you say ‘it’s a healthy baby boy’?” To which he surprised me pleasantly to say “no.” In med school he and his peers were taught not to declare the baby’s sex. Mostly because they may not know upon first glance. Maybe there was more ambiguity than they noted. I was so elated to hear this and kept thinking about it for the days to follow. Something as traditional as the marking most of us received the first day of life has been reevaluated to enable better practices. We ARE doing better! Not just that though. I mean, the curiosity of the medical community to even question themselves and their established scripts is wonderful but I love love love that with this curiosity comes profound humility, to say, we weren’t doing what we can do now. I think that this is a lesson for our sex lives and I challenge us to reevaluate the status quo. Like the doc who no longer puts a sex stamp on newborns, how can we alter or eradicate our traditions to be better? How can we express humility for our pasts and courage for our improvements? Feel free to actually answer this question in the comments. Warmly, Lindsey