May 29 - June 4
I forgot to talk about our last baby class last week! Guess I'll do it here. :)
This was the class that talked about what happens after you give birth... for both you and the baby. It was actually kind of a blur for me, and I only remember the nurse talking about circumcision, and the process behind that. I had previously asked DH his opinion on it, and whether he would want to make that call should we have a boy. And DH said that if we have a boy, he would be circumcised. Fine by me, because as I said in a previous post, I have no strong feelings on it one way or another. But I think he's having second thoughts now that he knows kinda how they do it. Not the cutting part, but the restraining part. Since the baby is awake when it happens, they have to restrain the baby to make sure they don't move during the process. It bothered him. I haven't asked if he changed his mind yet, but we've got time.
We also got to take a tour of the maternity wing, which was cool. We were shown how to get there should we go in in the middle of the night (through the ER doors). And we were shown 3 different kinds of rooms... an exam room, a birthing room, and a recovery room. The exam room is the room they bring you to first, to actually make sure you're in labor. It's a tiny little room with basically just a gurney with stirrups and a sink. And it was a little distressing for me to learn that the 2 exam rooms were the overflow delivery rooms. Distressing because I know that July is going to be a busy time for them, so it very well could be me in there, giving birth. I'm sure if it happens, I won't care when I'm in the moment, but right now it kinda freaks me out.
The birthing room was the biggest we saw out of the 3, since they were designed to be the only room a mom would be in the whole time. It has a nice couch that can be pulled out into a twin size bed, as well as a recliner. It also has a full bathroom with whirlpool tub. I hope I'm in one of these rooms! There are 3 of them. The last room we saw was a recovery room, usually used for those who got a c-section. It was smaller than a birthing room, but it still had the same couch and recliner from the birthing room. It also has a bathroom, but no tub. Just a shower. These rooms weren't designed to handle a birth, so the beds don't have stirrups. There are 2 in the actual maternity wing, and 2 more that were described as "overflow", and are shared by the surgical ward next door. We were told that with the anticipated baby boom, those rooms would likely be filled with new moms. There is also a mini kitchen to be used by dads. DH told me he'd be spending most of his time in there, since I won't allow him to eat in front of me as long as I'm not allowed food. Butthead.
The week after, we had the Happiest Baby on the Block class. It was pretty informative, and DH enjoyed the fact that they were passing on information that he could actually use, as opposed to the regular baby classes where much of the info is geared towards the mom. We "learned" how to swaddle. I put quotes around that because we both fail using a swaddling blanket. So we will be taking lessons from a friend, who just happens to be an awesome swaddler. He doesn't know this yet, though I'm sure his wife will pass it on when she reads this ;). But we also have borrowed some cheater swaddlers from a friend, as well as bought a Halo swaddle/sleep sack at a garage sale. Apparently we'll also be getting one to take home from the hospital. So the baby won't be lacking there. But using an actual blanket to swaddle is a skill we should probably have regardless. You never know when it'll come in handy.
Pregnancy-wise, my allergies/whatever the hell is going on with my nose have escalated. I am not impressed. But otherwise, baby is growing, I'm growing, and I'm now doing lots of laundry in preparation. Most of it is diaper related, but some loads are baby clothes. I've been getting pretty bad about OUR clothes though. Many times DH will ask me if I have washed any of his white socks/t-shirts/work pants/etc. and I have to hang my head in shame and say no most of the time. But now that I'm nearing the end of diaper prepping, hopefully I won't suck so much. :) I can only hope.
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