Back from the wilds

What a busy wee chappie I have been recently. I can hardly walk for the aching in my muscles...

In the last two weeks - Nikki and I have been to our first ante-natal classes - we've had two now in fact, and I've been down to the wonderful north coast of Cornwall.The ante-natal classes were fine - quite fun really. The first week we did a lot of getting-to-know-you stuff, which are usually cringeworthy and not very nice to go through, but these weren't too bad. We did some quizzes in small groups to see how much we already knew, and then talked about some of the practical things about babies- ie. poo and nappies.Week two was slightly less interactive - we talked about the birth, what happens, when it happens, and where the dads should stand if they feel like they're going to faint. Interestingly, it wasn't in the middle of the room so you could be looked after... We also did a bit on massage, and I've had to add massage to my list of duties now!

My trip to Cornwall was lovely, but too short for my liking, and in the end it was hard to keep paying attention in the class after having spent six hours previously on trains getting home from Cornwall in time! Aside from the journey it was nice to see the place again, and made sure that a lot of the worries I have had are pushed firmly into perspective once and for all! And of course, it gave me some lovely scenery to go and look at when I got too nervous to watch the last day of the test match on Monday! Next time I go, we'll be accompanied by a wonderful little poo machine! Still, at least it's a good excuse to start buying all those beach toys again!

Pip pip for now!