So yesterday, Javier and I attended a Baby Boot Camp class offered by the base. We didn't really know what to expect, but thought it couldn't hurt to go.

The class gave a lot of information about what to expect when the baby is born, how to hold baby, how to bathe baby, how to swaddle baby. It turned out that we knew most of the stuff they taught us. The good thing was that it affirmed we are on the right track with informing ourselves. We've been reading baby books and watching baby shows and talking to our local twin expert (Melanie). The best part of the class was the pregnant suit that they had available for the men to wear. Javier wasn't enthusiastic about volunteering to wear it, but I wanted him to, so he agreed. First, they strapped a tight wrap around his chest so that he could experience the difficulty in breathing.
Then came the actual pregnant suit. This will be the one and only time Javier ever wears something that gives him boobs. They even had a heavy sack thing to put under the belly that would put pressure on the bladder. It was supposed to mimic the bladder pressure pregnant women feel from the baby.
Here we are together. We stood back to back so you could see both our baby bumps. Javier is bigger than me. Anyway, his suit is supposed to simulate a 9 month belly.
And here he is with our fake babies. It was kinda funny when it came to the changing diapers portion of the class. We opened their diapers to find little fake poopies made of peanut butter and mustard. It even stank a little bit.
All in all, it was a good experience. I'm glad Javier was able to get time away from school to attend with me.
In other news, the weekend is here and we don't have a lot of plans. Later today, we're heading up to Washington D.C. to watch the Aggies game with the local Aggie club. I don't know if I will be able to wear my Aggie shirt. It may be too tight around the middle now. No plans for tomorrow. Monday I have an ultrasound and Tuesday I have my OB appointment, so we'll probably update again soon.
~Latrice