Wednesday, August 17, 2011

"Pizzas Are Delivered"

Holly and I took three great classes at the hospital where our baby will be born: Labor and Delivery, Baby Basics and Lactation. They were very informative and the instructors were great.

The classes were fun, too. One of the funniest things I heard was one of the instructors talking about the delivery of a baby. She started to say when the baby is delivered, but she stopped herself. "Babies aren't delivered," she sighed and said to herself as if the PC nursing police had told her 1000 times. "Pizzas are delivered. Babies are birthed."