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We had our third class tonight, and it was, from my POV, at least, the best one so far. Of course, that's not saying a whole lot, since it was really the only one that bore any relevance to fathers. The first one was "Labor and Delivery," and while I plan to be there, there's not a lot I can do other than cheer from the sidelines and try to keep Amy from tearing the doctor's head off. Maybe I'll learn about that during the second session (it runs four weeks). The second class was "Breast Feeding Basics," and I gotta tell ya, other than learning that I should be there to offer moral support (which I already figured I should do) there wasn't a lot for me. I mean, it's not like I have the right equipment to share the workload or anything....
Anyhow, tonight was the first of two classes called "Heading Home: The First Three Months," which talks about important things like dressing the baby, swaddling the baby, changing diapers, the color and consistency of poop... all the fun stuff. This is the stuff the man really needs to know in order to be useful around the house and not piss off the spouse with the constant vapid stare when the baby needs something. Our instructor is a very kind, good humored woman who looks to be about grandmothering age. She seems quite knowledgeable, but also somewhat uncomfortable speaking in public. My favorite quote of the night came when talking about sponge bathing an infant: "Slippery babies can be wet." 'K, thanks ma'am, I'll keep that in mind :P