He's a Breast Man

Last night Dale and attended a Breastfeeding Clinic at Interior Health.
We are very eager and hopeful to nurse our baby the old fashioned way, but becuase of my breast reduction surgery about four years ago, we are very anxious that it may not work out for us. We are told chances are good, but we figured learning the most we can will help us be successful.
We walked down to the seminar and were joined by about 10 other expecting couple, most around our age. All different walks of life. Even a lady expecting triplets. I must have stared at her all night in awe and shock. The most shocking thing to us was that ourselves and one other couple were the only ones would didn't know what we were having!? Nearly everybody there introduced themselves and their baby, knowing the gender. Crazy how times have changed.
As usual, Dale provided the entertainment, becoming very involved, asking about bras and other 'lactation' questions. I couldn't wipe the smile off my face. As the lady pulled out the granny maternity underwear she suggested, Dale couldn't help but holler- "Wow!- hot stuff!" Everybody laughed, but I sank lower into my seat. He was a great 'latching' mentor and was very successful in the burping techniques on our stuffed bear we had to bring along.
We had a good time, learned alot, then walked home to retire to the our new beds- me the bedroom- Dale the couch. We sleep much better this way these days.
Oh how life has changed.