I decided it is time to start taking some of the 'baby classes' offered by the hospital. I am surrounded by sisters, sister-in-laws and friends with babies. But this is how I am; I want to take a class on all this too! And Read; I love to read. Though I am no fool; I know nothing will prepare me for the experience more then the actual experience itself!
Enter Chronicle #1 - The Breastfeeding Class. (Boy is this blog ever about to enter into uncharted territory!) I am not going to lie. Breastfeeding has always seemed so 'taboo' to me...until I ended up in my current position of will I or won't I try to breastfeed my own
So anyways, I went to this class alone. The description said husbands are encouraged/welcomed, but I thought, c'mon really? Whose going to bring their husband? Is it necessary? [And besides I have 4 horses that needed fed and cleaned!] Well, I will tell you who brought their husbands .... everyone in the dang class but me! *sigh*
I shall also note that it is a good thing I came from work - translation - I was dressed semi-appropriately! I didn't realize dress code for a Breastfeeding Class was designer, spiked heel boots, jackets, purses etc etc etc....you get my drift. If I had come from home, I would have been in jeans, a sweatshirt and tennis shoes. God Bless the Women, I guess, who feel the need to look like they are walking the catwalk at 8 months+ prego ;)
I won't go into to much detail about this class - you can get the idea - but I will say that I am glad I attended. Great info and so much I didn't know or realize. And I am sure if I attempted to breastfeed w/o going to this class, I wouldn't have stood a chance at being successful!
But, one thing I want to know, in the video they showed us, why was the woman demonstrating with her baby dressed in lacy, leopard lingerie? *cough* That was less than flattering on her *cough* I sure know, breastfeeding or not, after giving birth, that is the last thing you'll see me in! More like my favorite pj pants donning bleach spots all over them, a hole and probably an oversized shirt of my husbands with a turkey, deer or bass fish plastered over the front of it! Now that is sexy, eh! Oh yeah, and probably hair that hasn't been brushed in 2 days ;)