By everyone, I mean me. Having to pay for prenatal classes when I could have just read the book is the exact reason why I stopped going to all my university lectures and crammed the night before all my exams (and, yes, I was an honours student).
In my opinion, unless you're a hands-on learner, prenatal classes are a waste of time. I didn't learn anything new, and I certainly didn't need to waste the money. Actually, the only thing prenatal classes were good for was meeting other couples who were in the same boat and pre-arranging friends for my unborn child. I didn't need to see the graphic pictures of babies crowning. I didn't need to listen to sleep doulas hocking their services. And, I certainly didn't need to be shown how to give my wife a massage (I know I suck at it- it took me years to perfect just how much I suck at it so I'm never asked to do it). All I needed was a pamphlet and/or a website to go to. But, that's just me... and my wife, and the fifty other couples that sat for an hour staring at the ceiling with us eight weeks in a row.
But, don't take my word for it. Maybe prenatal classes will be right for you. It's a personal choice... like giving into your wife and watching a chick flick on T.V. Who knows, you might enjoy yourself?
But, don't take my word for it. Maybe prenatal classes will be right for you. It's a personal choice... like giving into your wife and watching a chick flick on T.V. Who knows, you might enjoy yourself?
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