Arriving at Saturday's second NCT ante-natal class, it was good to find that the reserve from last week had largely gone. We all seemed to get talking to each other quite easily and the atmosphere was friendly and relaxed from the off.
A large part of the day was taken up with going through a load of flip chart sheets that we'd compiled together at the end of the previous session.
You might recall that we'd all been asked to bring a main course and a pudding each, so each couple arrived with huge boxes, tuperwares and bulging bags galore. We pushed three tables together and laid out a huge feast. Given there were only four vegetarians, they did very well. Only two dishes had meat in them - a lasagne and chicken salad. Oh, and there was a plastic tray full of sausages and a few other party-snack style things, some of which may have been meat. K___'s Bulgur wheat salad and pavlova went down well and at the end of it a few of the blokes ended up in the kitchen doing the washing up. I've never seen so many plates in my life, it went on for ever! R___ the organiser, stuck her head through the serving hatch and kept remarking about how amazing it was to watch blokes wash up. Bloody sexist.
Perhaps the most surreal moment of the day came during a discussion of caesarian sections. In order to reassure anyone who might need one, R___ demonstrated how many people were likely to be in the operating theatre during the procedure. Using PlayPeople. Now, I have had a look at the PlayMobil website, and I can't find all of the sets that R___ used. Particularly noticeable by their absence are the following five characters: a policeman, a red indian, a construction worker, a cowboy and a biker, or as is undoubtedly obvious, "the Village PlayPeople". Strangely enough, I knocked up a spoof "Village PlayPeople" for a comedy website I used to contribute to:
During a discussion on skin-to-skin contact between mother and baby, R___ explained how you could place the baby up under a baggy t-shirt and the mother's skin would heat up or cool down according to the baby's needs, which is pretty amazing, no?
'Can us blokes do that too?' I asked.
'Well, yes,' said R___, 'But mum'd need to wear a very baggy shirt...'
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