Birth Plans...

Mike and I went to our first birthing class the other night. The night was sort of an overview, so there was info I knew and some I did not. The nurse was talking about pooping on the table right off the bat (along with some anatomical cross sections that illustrate why that happens). She was talking about enemas, and later Mike told me that he did not want to be in the room if I decided to get an enema. Thankfully I am in total agreement there. He then painted a scenario of him getting called from a waiting room with false congratulations of a new baby, when in actuality I just pooped.

Before we went to class, I reminded Mike that he is my coach. He then informed me that am not coachable. Now he has taught me how to do things over the years (athletic or not), so how can I be uncoachable? I started thinking back to when I had major fear issues when skiing, and I would freeze on the top of the run. He would try to talk me down and usually would throw a snow ball or two to try to get me relaxed. I then told Mike that I am not coachable when I am in a state of fear or panic. Then his point became crystal clear. It is likely that being in pain and nervous may not make me receptive to his coaching. So hopefully I will get tired and become compliant.

We both ended up opening our eyes during the relaxation exercises and looking around the room. I always end up doing stuff like that. At one point the teacher had Mike put his hand on my belly to feel it when relaxed and tight like a contraction. This experiment does not work well when I was sitting there trying not to wet my pants! He did not feel any difference.

I am not a big information seeker. Knowing too much makes me more worried, and at this point I do not want to sit and think what I may go through. Baby W is coming out in the way it has to happen when it is time. I do not have a a lot of control over it, so I am trying not to dwell on it. The funny thing is that I really can not complain about being pregnant too much. I have been feeling good, and I was able to keep active for 29 weeks at least. I saw a documentary yesterday with a woman having sextuplets, and I have it really easy! Now if I just could go longer without having to pee......