Baby Birthing Class

So, since we've begun expecting Jamie and I have become avid learners. I have what I refer to as the "baby library" stacked up ontop of my nightstand and will read basically whatever I can. Even Jamie has indulged in a book or two. But a week ago we began the "baby birthing class". We meet with our instructor and probably 6 other couples and learn the ins and outs of how to have a baby.I figured that after all the books that I had read I was going in pretty well prepared...definetly ready to become teachers pet! However, it appears that not all the reading in the world can prepare you for an actual birth...case and point:

Yesterdays class we began with a little excersise; Liz, the teacher, handed out "uteri" (also known as a deflated balloon) with a "baby" (also known as a ping pong ball) inside the uterus. She instructed everyone to blow up their balloon and instead of tying off the mouth bit to instead turn the balloon so the mouth bit is at the bottom and allow the "baby" to plug the hole. Then in an effort to explain how contractions work she started to squeeze the top of the "uterus" so that slowly but surely the "baby" started to move through the "cervix" (also known as the mouth bit of the balloon). One by one my classmates "babies" were born (literally bouncing across the room). Eventually, Jamie had his "baby" at which point I tried to take avantage of this situation and hand off the delivery of my "baby" (something that I won't get the privledge of doing come March). Both he and the instructor insisted that I continue...even though at this point I was the last laboring balloon left. Everyone was watching (no pressure) at which point i mentioned that I was nervous of popping my ballon. Liz insisited that never had she had a ruptured uterus, but that just like in real labor my fear was holding me back. At which point I set aside my fear and pushed on...literally.

One HUGE push....only one more and i was sure that my baby was going to be born...BAM!!!

Apparently, not only did I reputure my uterus but it was then pointed out by Liz that sometimes we do need assistance in birth..all i could do was sheepishly look at my husband and say, well, I hope you're happy with one kid. Oh well for being teachers pet...guess I better go get a new book..something on how to push without popping your uterus..any ideas?