What an eventful weekend! Your mother and I attended two six-hour sessions of antenatal classes – a crash course on the pregnancy process for those too lazy to go online and read about it / an expensive way to make friends with people who are on the same pregnancy timeline. And sandwiched between those classes, a very fun baby shower hosted by your Aunt Kuben and Uncle Lawrence.
The antenatal classes were obviously long, but another gentle step towards facing the reality of your arrival. Topics of conversation have now extended beyond the more entertaining subjects like names or the soon-to-be lack of freedom/sleep. Instead, we are now contemplating birth plans, whether we should do a delayed umbilical cord cutting, how to change diapers, and most importantly, how we shouldn’t be scared if your poop covers half of the color spectrum (“cool” colours like blue or purple are the atypical!).
I’m going to say it here first, but I think your mother and I will be relatively easy-going parents. We just don’t think to ask so many questions and kind of go with the flow. A lot of it seems like common sense and I think/hope you’ll be sturdy, resilient, and understanding enough to bear through it all!
The baby shower was obviously another step towards the impending reality. The fantastic food, gifts and company aside, Aunt Kuben planned some fun activities:
- I learned the reality of how hard it is to drink something out of a baby bottle (more power to you)
- Your mother’s baby bump is much smaller than people think (it is 38.5″; I guessed 42″ and I thought I was conservative!), and
- You now have a set of baby clothes decorated by our friends.
In other news, we got an updated 3-d ultrasound and you got some Angelina Jolie lips going on. Not knowing your gender, I worry a bit. If you’re a girl, that could spell trouble in your teenage years. If you’re a boy, well I’m not sure what that means, but your Aunt Kuben assures us it’s a good thing. I didn’t carry the conversation further.