Sunday, February 06, 2011

30 weeks.

Thirty. 30. It feels like a big number. A major milestone. Probably not, but it's a nice round number and it means that we are about 10 weeks, give or take a few, away from the end. Well, the end of the pregnancy and the beginning of the real show.

30 weeks with label
I remain unconvinced that horizontal stripes are a good idea for the maternity set.

Yesterday, we were scheduled to take a childbirth class at the hospital. I will admit that we had really low expectations. I'm really looking forward to and beyond excited for the culmination of this whole deal. As in the part where we get to see and hold our baby for the first time. The part that immediately precedes that? Not so much. And I had a lot of fear that the class would either be (a) anxiety-inducing, (b) focused too much on practicing "techniques," or (c) a combination thereof.

While I'm generally in favor of over-preparedness (I'm a list-maker extraordinaire), I have to say that when it comes to childbirth I'm just going with the flow. I am extremely squeamish - needles, blood, really anything. For this reason, I'm basically incapable of watching the majority of the programing on the Discovery Channel. Also, I have a bit of what Rykert refers to as the "White Coat Fever" when it comes to hospitals and doctors, and I could relate a few stories that make this point salient. This is why I read and write contracts for a living.

I know that a lot of people find a lot of comfort in knowing what's next, and knowing, in as much detail as possible, the game plan. And I'm sure those people, enjoyed yesterday's class. But you can safely say that Rykert and I were unimpressed. The class started out well enough with a viewing of a portion of Bill Cosby's "Himself" where he discusses natural childbirth.


If you haven't seen the entirety of "Himself", you should. It was on HBO (or one of those channels) not too long ago. It's very funny. Even if references to a $17,000 Ferrari are a bit outdated.

I'm still not sure why the class started with this clip. I like this clip, but I have no idea what it had to do with the rest of the class, because the rest of the class was centered around the idea that the class could, in fact, prepare you for childbirth. We only made it through half the class. And I feel like I got all the information I needed during that time: generally what to expect, when to go to the hospital vs. when to wait, and a tour of the different units. What we didn't enjoy were the practice relaxation and breathing techniques. I'm sure that it's important stuff, but I just wasn't buying that any amount of practice would be helpful or remembered when the time comes. Some of the couples were really into it, and I'm sure they'll be better prepared then us. We plan to get ourselves to the hospital and then do what we are advised. The good news is that the morning wasn't a complete waste of time, and we did manage to salvage half of our Saturday.

We still have a few more classes planned, and I'm hopeful that they will be more focused on practical information:
  • Infant Safety and CPR (I'll be taking that one alone since my other half is already certified)
  • Baby Care Basics (I'm hoping that we know more of this information that we think we do)
  • Breastfeeding Basics (I have a lot of thoughts about this, so I'll have to keep an open mind)
It should be interesting.

5 comment(s). Tell me what you think!:

Emily said...

Remember when you passed out while visiting Granny after her knee surgery during physical therapy?

Crafty Girl said...

The breastfeeding class is ok. It depends on how into it you are. I breastfed my son, but have decided not to do it this time for various reasons. If you aren't that into it, they you will be very annoyed and then find that the La Leche women at the hospital won't leave you alone. I basically told them I'm practicing your religion for now, but I'm not planning to join your cult. Just do what works for you. No one is the same or has the same experience. If you aren't happy about it, then stop. It does not make you a bad mother, which is what some of my friends felt like. For some women it's awesome, and I envy those women.

L said...

Um.. yes. In my defense, I spent the first part of the visit at physical therapy with her, and there were some seriously ill people. And then there was blood shooting out of her IV. And then I went down.

Ally Johnston said...

Exciting times, and every time is different. Just do what feels good and right for you.

Anonymous said...

You guys crack me up. I remember all that...and a certain nurse who doesn't enjoy needles used ( on her ). Somehow we all survive. Thanks for the memories. Love you...mom

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