Tonight was our first "baby class." It wasn't as fruity as I thought, but we had some troubles concentrating on the "breathing exercises." The class was pretty small but is suppose to be bigger next week. We get to go for the next four weeks as well. I'm not a fan of all the relaxation techniques they are teaching us because I'm not good at that sort of stuff. I plan to be as drugged up as possible and yelling at James! Actually, I am making James go buy me a plethora of tabloid magazines when the day comes so I can concentrate on the "Brad Pitt & Angelina Jolie saga", Paris Hilton's latest antics, and Nick and Jessica's pending divorce. I'm hoping that will keep my mind off of all this pain they say I'm going to go through. We shall see though.