Sean and I had our first antenatal class this week, on the topic of labour. Needless to say, we're a bit traumatized by the whole thing. It involved a midwife and a physio going into all the gory details about things we'd have preferred to remain blissfully ignorant about. It was also eerily reminiscent of the premarital course.
The crowning moment had to be when the physio decided we were all going to practice our pelvic floor exercises, men included. I maybe should have mentioned the whole pelvic floor thing to Sean before. He looked clueless but happy to go along with it, ready to take his shoes off or stand up or stretch or whatever. Imagine the confusion and bewilderment on his face when the next words out of the physio's mouth were "everyone close their back passage, then the front, suck both it and count to ten".
After doing ten sets of ten Sean was frozen in horror, staring fixedly on the floor so he didn't have to make eye contact with anyone while I was desperately trying not to pee from laughing. Just as well I was doing pelvic floor exercises at the time!
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