Yup. We’re supposed to be welcoming into the world a little LL Cool Preu one month from today. Last night, we went to our second birthing class (missed the first one) where we learned about labor positions. We also learned that Sarah failed to get as a shower gift her birthing unitard (please click link above). What else did we learn? Well, we were the demo couple for how to use the hospital bed during labor. Sarah got put on all fours. That was exciting.

We learned we needed a focal point during labor pains to get Sarah’s attention elsewhere. We chose a stunning photo of a tiger with the word COURAGE typed in gold:

“Eye of the Tiger” will be on our birthing soundtrack. Along with “The Final Countdown,” “Sweet Child O’ Mine” and many other contraction-easing jams. The birthing class suggested we use Enya, John Tesh and pretty much every song from the Sleepless in Seattle soundtrack but we were both afraid that our child might file for divorce if he learned we welcomed him into the world with that gunk.

We further learned that massage tools always make people giggle, no matter their intended usage.

We also learned that fathers who spend at least 15 minutes with their newborn and the mother, without anyone else around, are many times more likely to spend more time with that child during the first 3 years of its life. (After that, I’m not sure what happens.)

We learned two different things while watching a video of a lady filmed during her labor and delivery. Sarah learned that she thinks birth is unnatural. I learned that birth takes more bad-assness than I’ve got and I’m glad my baby momma is a bad-ass herself.

Finally, we learned that my jokes probably won’t be appreciated during active labor and we’ll be better off if I’m just strong and supportive and ready with cool rags, cinnamon essence and sweet words of encouragement.

People, let me tell you – this is gonna be so incredible.