ignorance?

We just finished our last child-birth class. A family friend named Alice was gracious enough to give us some private lessons. Sara and her mom had attended some free, perfunctory classes at a local pregnancy services agency. There were so many attendees that they didn't have room to lay down and actually practice anyting of use. And the classes were held on Monday nights, which is when I have a class. So Alice's visits gave me the chance to actually participate a little, and also provided Sara with some real practice and useful knowledge. We're very grateful.

Sara is due in about two weeks. 16 days to be exact, though Sara insists she is actually not due until the first week of April. A woman's intuition, I suppose...

I don't doubt her, though. I've learned that much. She can predict a sports match with uncanny accuracy, especially given her relative lack of interest and knowledge. She predicted the Longhorns' loss to Kansas today even though we could barely see the TV at Doc's and the score was tied. She's just got some sort of insight. The worst is when she predicts a Packers' loss when it's barely the second quarter. I might as well just turn off and do some dishes.

So, with Sara's mental accuity, a couple in-depth lessons, and plenty of hearty reading of books and magazines, we feel like maybe we're approaching the proximity of the outskirts of ready. But I'm sure this is what most new parents are feeling. We've learned new words and techniques with strange and exocit names: braxton-hicks, sitz, back labor (this does not involve heavy lifting, apparently), meconium, and hep-lock. Even if we're not necessarily mentally, physically or emotionally ready for this new, pink, squirrely young man to enter our lives in less than a month, we're certainly not ignorant.