Kevin isn’t doing so well with the whole birth concept.

We’ve started our delivery class and have listened to several lectures with rather realistic slides. Poor Kevin just can’t take it. He’s pretty squimish in general and the idea of birthing a baby just sends him off the edge. Thank goodness he’s not female.

Personally, I find it rather amusing. You see, when Kevin gets nervous, he gets goofy and starts cracking jokes. Thankfully, he does this quietly under his breath so the whole class doesn’t hear what he’s saying but he’s really quite funny.

I guess for me, this pregnancy has been a reality from day one. Every single day I’m reminded that there’s a Mini-Me on the way and I’ve been very aware of how my body is coping and changing. For Kevin, however, aside from some ultrasound pictures and my big belly, life has remained pretty much normal for him. (Give or take a few mood swings of course!) So in class, when we started talking about all the changes the mom’s body goes through, Kevin is constantly amazed. He’ll look at me and ask, “is that true?” I guess I tend to forget that he can’t feel what I’m feeling so I’m trying to be more vocal about what’s going on. That way, maybe he won’t be too floored when the kid pops out.

Oh yes, we’ve already come up with our own “relaxation techinque”. Instead of massage or deep breaths, Kevin is going to bring the Lord of the Rings and read it to me. That’ll put me to sleep instantaneously and keep Kevin amused all at the same time. Is that a plan or what? According to Kevin, the first thing every child should hear upon entering the world is a nice rich passage from the Lord of the Rings. My husband…. lets just say it was a real fight to convince him NOT to name the child Arawin or some other random elf name.

Yeah, this whole birth is going to be a real three ring circus. I can hardly wait!