First Class for First Time Parents

Having attended the first ante-natal class last night, I have a whole new respect for women - especially mothers. Frankly, the discussion of how a baby is born (complete with all the medical details and demonstrations with props) made me queasy. How anyone would voluntarily allow that to happen inside them is far braver than I am.

(About now I'm starting to wonder if the pre-1970s practice of not letting partners into the birth suite is not such a bad thing after all.)

Some reassurance this morning from the two recent fathers in the office was well received. One owned up to being as uncomfortable as I was at the classes - he covered his eyes for the videos - and he said that the positive part of birth (the beginning of a new life) will overwhelm any queasiness I have now. There is also a part of me that knows I'm not allowed to be a wuss when the time comes.