Moustachio

Dave and I had our 3rd of 5 baby classes last night. The lady who teaches them is a real bore but thankfully we have some friends in the class which helps to make the time pass quickly. Last night we were practicing our breathing for pushing. She went into detail about how the doctor might want you to stop pushing and may use any sort of keyword to signal so, including the word "ok" (how confusing is that? i would probably keep pushing through the word ok). She stated how the ladies wouldn't be able to really register that they need to stop pushing because they are in the moment so it's the partners job to give us a signal that helps us to stop and start breathing differently. The signal is for the partner to place his index finger on the mother's chin. She had us practice this using all sorts of different keywords and she'd give the partners a hard time if they took too long. Well Dave was really trying to do a good job and get his index finger on my chin as fast as he could. The teacher must have caught him offguard at one point because he hesitated before throwing his index finger hurriedly underneath my nose, giving me the classic moustache face. I laughed the hardest I have laughed in a long time which was fun because my belly really shook.