Two weeks-deep into parenthood. The husband goes back to work. The visitors begin to taper off. It’s just you and your mini-me (and, in my case, Janet the Cat, but I don’t want to talk about her: she ate a birthday cake that I so lovingly made, and I’m still not over it).
It was at this point that I began to think about what baby classes, if any, I’d like to descend upon. After a bit of research and a visit to the Bump to Five show in Derby, I decided to give Baby Sensory a go (if for no other reason than to ease the cabin fever from being at home so much). A couple of weeks later, with five week-old Ada in arms, I rocked up to our very first Baby Sensory class at Ripley Leisure Centre.
Now. At this point, I need to interject and mention The Fear. So many other mums that I talk to say things like, “I’m not good at meeting people,” or, “I don’t know how you have the confidence to go by yourself,”. Well, I was a bit nervous – my sister-in-law and baby nephew came with us to the first session. Also, I soon found out that all the other mummies and daddies there are so lovely (they were new once, too) – just break the ice with a standard “Aw, that’s a nice [insert baby clothing item here], what’s his/her name?” Boom! You’re in! Oh, and not forgetting our class leader, Marie, is actually incredible. She makes everyone feel at ease and talks to the babies like they’re the only ones in the room. So… ‘fear’? What ‘fear’?!
What’s great about Baby Sensory is that each session is filled with different sensory activities and a different theme (the teacher in me yearns for well-planned and high-quality activities, and at Baby Sensory, Marie nails it every time). In her short life, Ada’s had all of her senses tantalised on a weekly basis with: jelly, music, dancing, singing, bubbles, parachute, lights, home made toys, puppet shows, mirrors, baby assault course, sign language… I could go on, but you get the picture.
Also, let’s face it, it’s not all about Ada – I’m there every week, too. I’ve made new friends; shared the ups and downs of life with a new baby; discovered tips and hints to try out; talked about poo (Ada’s; not mine); talked about non-baby stuff (Janet the Cat’s ears must have been burning last week) and just had a fab hour of enjoying other people’s company whilst having fun with my baby. Lovely.
So, I reckon it’s well worth giving Baby Sensory a go – you never know how much of The Cheeky Song you remember until you’ve sung it with 15 other parents whilst the babies keep the beat with rattles.