When we got there it was a little intense cause I did not know what to expect and I am not one of those kinds of people who adapt to their environment really quickly.
There was another couple there and a woman whose husband was not able to make the class. I have to say, I thrive in a small learning environment. Class began with this nurse asking us to choose a plastic baby and handing us a blanket, diaper, and wash cloth. I looked at these things and thought “I am going to be so embarrassed if I mess this up”.
The nurse lady started with showing us how to change a diaper. I have to say that was one of the things I have no clue how to do. The one time I changed my niece’s diaper I put it on backwards into some sort of baby thong. Yea, I am that much of an idiot. The baby nurse went through the instructions very slowly as Brittney watched me wiping the imaginary poop from this plastic baby’s ass. She looked at me and without saying anything, I knew she was laughing on the inside. I accomplished the task at hand and it was actually easier than I thought it was going to be.
The baby nurse then showed us how to bathe our baby. This was really easy and I think I can handle giving my kid a bath. I think Brittney was having more doubts about this than me.
Then the class came to swaddling and let me tell you that those people in the hospital make it look so easy. Swaddling is actually an art form. Its one of those things that must be mastered and practiced. I had no clue what I was doing. I figured that all you had to do was roll them up like a soft taco. The baby nurse showed the class one time and I got it instantly. You know how when you have a great idea, its like a light bulb turns on in your head? That is what it was like for me. My parental instincts kicked in and I swaddled the shit out of that fake baby. Brittney looked at me in amazement. I looked at her and wanted to say “Next please!” , but I did not.
After class we went how and Brittney asked me if the class took away some of my fears of being a parent. I looked at her and told her “Hell Yes!” Now I feel a lot more prepared and ready to swaddle the hell out of Karsyn. I know now I will be a great dad. The only problem now is to get through the next class which is Birthing Class. I dread this one cause you watch real videos of women going through child-birth and I have a seriously weak stomach. Wish me luck and I am sure I will blog about that experience for sure.