School's In!

There were eight of us sitting in a circle sharing a positive adjective about our partners and giving ourselves a rating from 1 to 10 about how ready we feel. There were jugs of juice and bowls of chips and pretzels. No, it wasn't sharing time at bible study but our first anti-natal class, week 1 of 6. Of the 4 couples that will be meeting every Tuesday over the next month and a half we cover the entire spectrum. Let's just look at the fathers to be. There is Nick, a cooler older guy who already has 3 kids from a previous relationship and makes wildlife documentraries. Then we have ponytail Jacque, a traveller who has recently settled down and gotten married (and pregnant) and who is as Africaans as you get. The next bloke is a guy whose name I can't even remember. He has all the character traits of a wet tea towel and wait for it . . . works in a box factory. Then there is Scott the minister. Weird. I'll be keeping track of this group on the blog - might even catch a snap of them if I can - and see what comes of all this. I might even remember the other guys name. But as far as week 1 goes, after a lot of get to know you we got straight into the breathing and except for one of the mum's-to-be who started to hyperventelate, we all did o.k. But I realised one things for sure - having a kid is going to open up a whole new world of contacts - good for the gospel, good for me. So watch this space. Scott