Taking classes and more

We're about 9 and 1/2 weeks away from Kirby's due date, and we've started taking classes. Last week it was a class focused on pain relief options and epidural... mostly epidural (since it was delivered by the anesthesiologist from Duke). I'm pretty sure Theresa nearly passed out from the thought of having the epidural. But, I think that's the route she wants to go (since she's got a low pain tolerance).

Last night we took an infant CPR and safety class. The CPR baby "simulates" are pretty freaky -- the face comes off. Of course, that's how they sanitize them, so it's good that they come off. Still pretty freaky, though. Theresa still wouldn't put her mouth on the fake baby, though.

Mid-way through showing us the CPR techniques, the instructor says something like, "Everyone understand? Good, because nearly everyone will have to use this at some point," and then she moved on. But, before she could launch into her next topic, one of the class participants said, "wait a minute. Did you just say that nearly everyone will have to use this at some point?" Apparently she that concept freaked him out.

What I thought was interesting is that in all the examples she gave while we were practicing, she never had us assume it was *our* baby who was choking. The scenarios were always something like, "okay, so your neighbor's baby is choking..." I suppose they think that telling newly expecting parents that *their* baby is choking is too much to handle.

Anyway, we've got several more classes coming -- breastfeeding, maternity ward tour, "prepared childbirth." Between getting the nursery together, taking classes, and simply feeling that little bugger jump around in there, there is no denying that our lives are about to be overhauled!