Last night Trent and I went to our first birthing class...

I may have learned more during that 2 hour session than I have during any other 2 hour period in my life. And since I am so clueless about the whole pregnancy and birthing process, I put a spoon in each hand and scarf down any advice that is given of this sort when it is placed in front of me.

Here are a few of the things that stood out the most to us.

First and foremost, the video. A full blown birthing video. With no meds, a rather large lady demonstrated what they call a "natural birth." Simply put- the dramatic course of events that took place during this lady's labor changed my life. When I saw that big ole' baby's head trying to fit though that tiny little exit point, I leaned over to Trent and asked him something along the lines of- where do I sign up for the c-section? This is coming from someone who specifically enrolled with a midwife rather than a doctor for the primary reason of not wanting to be pressured into a c-section. I cant get the image out of my head. On a positive note, Trent and I both have abnormally small heads. I will be crossing my fingers for the next 3 months that the small-head gene gets passed down to baby #1.

Particularly interesting point number two. They were talking about pregnancy cravings. They talked about how some people crave dirt and other non-food items. I actually have heard of this before, but what struck me as weird was that they advised us to microwave the dirt before eating it. They were totally serious too. They said, "if you really, really have to eat that handful of dirt, make sure to just microwave it first." What the?

I think the thing that stood out the most to Trent was the ever so important topic of kegels. He hasn't stopped talking about them since. This morning when we were getting ready for work/school I swear he asked me 15 times if I was kegeling. When I replied, "no", he would then advise me to do a few. A couple minutes later he would follow up to see how well they went. I have a feeling the reminders aren't going to stop anytime soon, its like his new kick. When he got home from school he asked if I had been doing them today. Have I ever told you how much I Hate kegeling. Ugh. Gives me the heebie-jeebies.

Since every post needs a picture (or at least to make my sister happy), here is my favorite picture of our boy with a small head. I know it looks like his head is massive, but really his body is just that much smaller. wink wink.