Thursday, July 18, 2013

Tonight I have my natural birth class. I won't have my prepared childbirth class until Saturday (I scheduled it originally for a month before the natural childbirth class, but Patrick couldn't get off work so we ended up moving it back a couple times before we finally got this Saturday worked out with his boss). I hate that I'm taking the natural class first, plus Patrick couldn't get off for it so he's going to miss half of it... but I'll just have to take good notes, I guess.

Patrick is the only person I plan to have in the delivery room with me. I considered asking my mom, but sometimes my mom can be the absolute worst at calming me down when I'm hysterical... and I imagine delivering a baby is going to make me semi-hysterical. I mean, I give her credit that she'd be better because, you know... I'd be delivering a freakin' baby, but I don't want to risk one of us saying the wrong thing and setting the other off unless I just can't have my husband be there with me. Beyond that, it just feels like a personal thing between me and Patrick. Obviously I want the hospital staff to be there, but everybody else I'd like to just be in the waiting room 'til Wiley gets here.

I'm just glad Patrick at least is going to be able to make the whole prepared childbirth class as I consider that the most important class for him to be there with me for. They'll slightly hit on natural childbirth in it, too... but one way or another the baby is going to have to come, even if I don't do it completely natural.

Unrelated: here's a picture of me and Lupe snuggling on the bed (I'm trying to mimic the crazy-eyes Lupe usually is doing in photos. Of course she wasn't doing it here).
My wrist is still hurt. I now feel a popping sensation in it when I move it certain ways and it hurts to move it in ways that originally didn't hurt. I'm really worried about it, but since I manage to function reasonably well I'm still refusing to go to the emergency room.

And now that I think about it, Patrick has got to get his tdap shot asap! Currently he can still use his mom's flex card and really needs to get one last check up in, but he can also put the tdap shot on the flex card and my Dr. specifically told me he needs to get that one... and since he works with kids I think it's extra important (because who knows if one of those kid's parents think vaccines are bad? And even then, that might be fine except he's told me of a little kid who was telling him how after they left the fitness center (he works in the child care center part of this huge fitness center) that their mom was taking them to the Dr. I'm sorry, if your kid is sick enough to go to the Dr. you can skip your workout routine ONE DAY to protect the other children (and the workers) in the child center (this place also has a salon and you can get massages--all things that can be re-scheduled). When Patrick started working there I came down with a super bad cold that lasted over a week (my colds last 4 days at worst, generally) and it was awful, and I know it was my immune system is weakened from being pregnant and he brought these germs to me from the child center. I'm not mad, when he started working I knew I'd likely get sick but we needed the money.

Anyway, it's lunch time now so I'm going to go eat and hope my dog doesn't notice the mail truck parked right outside the apartment (She hates the mailman, she thinks he's attacking our apartment every time).

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