Week 31 ~ June 9, 2005
~ One Crazy, Busy Week
Things are starting to get crazy around here with the house remodel and my husband's projects at work. It's getting to be crunch time for the house project because we hoped to be ready at least 2 weeks before the baby gets here so we could decorate too. That means we only have about 6 weeks left to complete everything. Sean worked all weekend again and my in-laws were here with me all weekend working on the project. I didn't do a whole lot because it's been hard to bend and squat to paint the trim and lower part of the floors and I'm not allowed to be up on a ladder painting the high stuff. So I spent my time cleaning and packing up some of the office and bedroom stuff. The next several weeks are going to be chaotic.
Monday night we had our breastfeeding class. Sean was a trooper. He not only went to class but payed attention too. I have read a lot of books about breastfeeding so I felt like I was pretty informed going into the class but there was a lot of new stuff I learned. The class was taught by a Lactation Consultant from the hospital where we are going to deliver. It really was nice to get firsthand knowledge about the protocols there, what help we can expect to be available and how nursing is handled when we will be in the hospital after the delivery. I feel much more secure and confident about breastfeeding now. Even with all that I had read I still had this “But I am the mom that WON'T be able to do it” thought in my head. For some reason I always think that I'm the exception to all the rules and things will not work the same for me. Talking to someone who is a professional and letting her know and address my personal concerns really made things better for me. I'm looking forward to nursing the baby when she gets here.
Then on Tuesday we had our first childbirth class. I thought the class would be really informative, help alleviate some of the fears I have and let me know what to expect. Well, it sure let me know what to expect. I'm totally into baby shows. I've seen Maternity Ward and A Baby Story; I even saw my sister give birth to my nephew (almost 9 years ago). But I was not prepared for the childbirth video we saw in class. It freaked me out and my first and continuing thoughts about giving birth are “I CANNOT DO THIS. What was I thinking?????” I know that I am going to do it because I don't really have a choice anymore but sitting in a chair watching women go through childbirth unedited is pretty scary. I think I want the epidural.
Now, I thought Sean would really be nervous and worried about being the coach after finding out in class what the coach does. He's never been around babies, he doesn't do well to see me in pain, and I know he's been worried about being able to handle this unknown process. But after the class when we got in the car he was all, “This is great. I can't wait till the baby is born. It will be so cool.” He's excited and pumped about the birth and I am scared. It was a complete reversal of our emotions. I think next week's class will be a little better though. We move on to breathing and relaxation techniques and the hospital layout, rooms, policies and procedures.
Wednesday was one crazy day. I know I'm in the 3rd trimester but for the most part it doesn't really feel much different from the 2nd. I have the same energy level, I don't feel much larger and I haven't gained more weight. I have had a little swelling in my feet and hands but I attribute that to the weather more than anything. The one big exception would be the Braxton Hicks Contractions and Wednesday was completely unexpected for them. I usually wake up between 8:00 and 8:30 (on a really good day I sleep till 9:00). Wednesday I had to be up at 7:30 to go to a funeral. Needless to say, I slept in till 8:00 and then had to iron clothes which left me 20 minutes to get ready. I missed breakfast, was dehydrated and completely stressed about being late. All that threw me into having Braxton Hicks Contractions all morning. It really wasn't painful but it was uncomfortable and accompanied by a backache. Then, once the contractions stopped the baby started. She was moving and kicking around all day. My stomach looked like a scene from Alien right before the alien hatches. Sean was completely mesmerized by the movements of the baby. He was especially thrilled when he said to my stomach “Flutter Bug, kick mommy.” and she kicked at my ribs hard enough to see. I think he felt her move more Wednesday than he has in the whole pregnancy.
I am really looking forward to my appointment next week. I get to meet the last doctor in the practice who could be delivering the baby, the only one I haven't met yet. I'm also anxious to talk to him about my weight gain, or lack there of. I got on the scale this week, the first time since my appointment 3 weeks ago, and I've lost 5 pounds. I'm back down just below my pre-pregnancy weight again and a little worried about it. So I'll see what he has to say next week. Till then, bring on the ice cream!!