I'm keeping it short and sweet today, but we had another birthing class last night. I am really enjoying them and soaking up all the information. The first week I was the only person asking questions. This week a few more women chimed in. I ask so many questions that when I was scratching my back the teacher asked if I had another question...
We did a word association game and then mingled with the other couples. I thought it was amusing. The purpose was to write down the first thing that comes to your mind...
Baby - Boy
Doctor or Midwife - Assist
Pain - Endure
Medication - Don't ask (I don't want to be asked if I want any)
Hospital - Smells
I think there were others but I threw the paper away.
The best part about the night was the tour of the maternity ward, labor rooms and post pardom (spelling?) rooms. They should have the laboring tub up and running by the time Little Dub decides to make his big entrance. Tim and I were cracking up at the back of the tour though because he wanted to ask if he could bring a Wii and play games in the laboring room. He thinks that Wii Fit should develop a labor game that the men can play while the women labor:)
By the way, we did much better this week with the relaxation part of the class. I was quite proud of our maturity. Though, if we are proud of our materity are we really mature?
Fumbling through life's adventures by the grace of God.
Thursday, July 09, 2009
Wednesday, July 08, 2009
Thinking Out Loud
I went in for a routine gestational diabetes test last week and it turns out the I had to go back today for further testing. Apparently my blood sugar levels were high after the one hour test last wednesday.
Today the testing started at 8am when they took blood to see if they could continue the test. I had to wait 40 minutes for the go ahead. Then I got to drink the 12 oz of syrupy non-carbonated Sprite type soda at around 9:45 am. I might add that I had to fast for all this blood work. From 9:45 until 11:45, I had by blood taken once per hour. It was not pleasant, but I'm still alive. The worst part was having a crazy case of the shakes from not eating and gulping down the sugary beverage. After the final blood was drawn, I went directly to my car and ate...I love food.
I am hoping and praying that everything comes back normal and that over the three hour period my body was able to process the sugar appropriately. I should get the results on friday.
On a lighter note, Tim and I went to our first birthing class last wednesday night and for some reason I had a major case of the giggles. I thought that everything was really funny. Okay not everything because I also had a case of momentary bi-polar when they showed the labor and birth video and I cried when the baby was born. I was thankful that the lights were off for the movie. Right after that I found everything funny again though and I am positive that everyone else in the class was thinking, "Those kids are not mature enough to be having a baby". Perhaps that is what I was thinking as well...Or, we are just going to be better able to laugh through the hard times?
The class ended with relaxation practice and of course neither Tim or I could handle this part. They asked for us to stand with our partner behind us and of course Tim (jokingly) stands in front of me insisting that I am supposed to be rubbing his back. Once we got our positions in order, they were directing the partners to start at the scalp and run their fingers through the pregger's hair, down the neck and arms, and out the fingertips. How am I not supposed to laugh when I can feel Tim behind me doing strip tease moves as he follows the instructions?
We'll see how tonight's class goes. Perhaps after all the testing today, I'll have less energy for giggles which might work in my favor. In the end, I think I'm glad that we are so goofy and easily amused. It makes life more fun when you take it less seriously:)
Today the testing started at 8am when they took blood to see if they could continue the test. I had to wait 40 minutes for the go ahead. Then I got to drink the 12 oz of syrupy non-carbonated Sprite type soda at around 9:45 am. I might add that I had to fast for all this blood work. From 9:45 until 11:45, I had by blood taken once per hour. It was not pleasant, but I'm still alive. The worst part was having a crazy case of the shakes from not eating and gulping down the sugary beverage. After the final blood was drawn, I went directly to my car and ate...I love food.
I am hoping and praying that everything comes back normal and that over the three hour period my body was able to process the sugar appropriately. I should get the results on friday.
On a lighter note, Tim and I went to our first birthing class last wednesday night and for some reason I had a major case of the giggles. I thought that everything was really funny. Okay not everything because I also had a case of momentary bi-polar when they showed the labor and birth video and I cried when the baby was born. I was thankful that the lights were off for the movie. Right after that I found everything funny again though and I am positive that everyone else in the class was thinking, "Those kids are not mature enough to be having a baby". Perhaps that is what I was thinking as well...Or, we are just going to be better able to laugh through the hard times?
The class ended with relaxation practice and of course neither Tim or I could handle this part. They asked for us to stand with our partner behind us and of course Tim (jokingly) stands in front of me insisting that I am supposed to be rubbing his back. Once we got our positions in order, they were directing the partners to start at the scalp and run their fingers through the pregger's hair, down the neck and arms, and out the fingertips. How am I not supposed to laugh when I can feel Tim behind me doing strip tease moves as he follows the instructions?
We'll see how tonight's class goes. Perhaps after all the testing today, I'll have less energy for giggles which might work in my favor. In the end, I think I'm glad that we are so goofy and easily amused. It makes life more fun when you take it less seriously:)
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