We had our first prenatal class last night, and in amongst all kinds of useful information was this little gem: apparently conventional wisdom in the 1980s recommended that a woman approaching the end of her pregnancy always carry a jar of pickles with her wherever she went, so that she could smash the pickle jar on the ground and alleviate any potential embarrassment if her water were to break in public.  I … can’t quite figure this one out.  Unless you were at a grocery store or a church picnic, wouldn’t a broken jar of pickles suddenly appearing on the scene raise more questions than it would answer?