Because we are having a baby, Julie and I are taking birth classes. Last night's class was covering how to handle it if you give birth in, for instance, a car or the woods as opposed to a hospital. One of the bullet points in our book said to "wrap the umbilical cord and placenta with the baby". Because this sounded bananas to me, but I assumed it was credible instruction, I asked the teacher to explain how I should do this, should we find ourselves in such a situation. But instead of answering, she gave me a funny look and moved on to something else. I looked at Julie then back at the teacher, confused, and asked again, more insistently. Again, just bemused looks sans answer. Very frustrated by now, and voicing it, I pivot to asking not about how to accomplish this wrapping, but what is even the point of enfolding the placenta and umbilical cord in a baby.
By the time I realized the error of my thinking, it was too late. Not only was I in the midst of asking a seemingly ridiculous question, I was clearly frustrated and, perhaps worst of all, sincere in my confusion.
"Oh! Wrap them ALL in a blanket or something! I get it!"
I don't know who was more embarrassed: me or Julie.
Still, it could have been better written.