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The Four People You Meet in Birthing Class

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Kent and I signed up for all the classes at the hospital. ALL. THE. CLASSES. This includes:

  • Infant safety
  • Infant CPR
  • Infant care
  • Breastfeeding
  • Birthing class

I felt most of them had a lot of good information. If you ask Kent, he’ll tell you they were all total B.S. except infant CPR, and they just gave you a bunch of common sense info you can learn from Google. Maybe that’s a little true. I enjoyed having everything I had already read confirmed though, so I found value in it.

There was also a lot of good people watching. You end up seeing the same people in some of these classes and man, they sure get on your nerves after a while! The worst were the couples who asked an insane amount of ridiculous questions at the end of class, when everyone was ready to leave. This was really bad at the birthing class. The one was two days, seven hours each day. We were tired, we were ready to go home, but no. This couple needed to ask something about using red or blue lights in the delivery room so the bright lights don’t hurt the baby’s eyes or something. I don’t even remember exactly what the question was. We just wanted to go home.

To solve the problem of annoying classmates, Kent and I sat in the back and laughed at everyone. In retrospect, it’s probably a good thing he and I didn’t go to high school or college together, because we probably would have failed everything.

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Chelsea Carr has been cartooning for over ten years. Currently, she works as the editorial cartoonist for Harford County’s The Aegis and The Record. She has also had her work included in MAD Magazine, b, and Baltimore’s City Paper. Chelsea holds a B.F.A. from the Maryland Institute, College of Art (2005) and an M.A.T. from Johns Hopkins University (2011.) In addition to cartooning and being a first-time mother, she has worked as an elementary school art teacher.

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