31.5 weeks here. I can't believe that in nine weeks or so we'll have a sweet little bundle to add to our family. Crazy! Still getting chubbier. Kylie likes to come up to me and pat my stomach or offer her blanky to my belly. The good news is that I still am still sporting an "innie" for a belly button and no stretch marks so far.
This past Saturday Jared and I took an all day third trimester birthing class. Doing so (along with being in an obgyn office as a preggo patient, walking into Motherh.ood Matern.ity etc.) are just one of those things that for the longest time I didn't ever think I'd get the chance to experience. I guess it's like a bald guy walking into a hair extension shop... it's hard to shake the feeling that I shouldn't be there. Regardless we learned a lot in this class, perhaps even more than I needed to know. Oye! It was an eight hour class so there was just heaping amounts of information to go over.
The first topic the instructor mentioned that got my head turning was about "how our bodies are meant to do this". Which I know is true in theory, but the instructor used the logic that our bodies are full of parts that are meant to fulfill their basic functions. For example, our arm sockets are meant to allow our arms to rotate pain free. Our knee joints are meant to move our legs pain free. So she tells us that there's a circular cycle of fear--tension-pain that leads us to believe that childbirth is painful. According to the instructor apparently our bodies know how to get these babies out of our bodies and so it is best to engage in relaxation techniques, visualizations, hypnosis, encouragement etc to get our minds off the pain and let our bodies do what they are supposed to do. While I'm hearing all of this the first thing that pops into my head is "well, if that logic is correct then I should have had no problems getting pregnant within a year or two since a uterus is "meant to do this". But WAIT!!! That didn't happen. So maybe my body REALLY doesn't know how it's going to get this baby out of here if it couldn't figure out how to get it IN here. " And so that's how it goes when an infertility patient is finding herself sitting in a third trimester pregnancy class. Still not convinced I belong, through my belly tells me otherwise.
I'm getting a bit more anxious about the labor part of all of this since it's starting to loom on the horizon. I was happy to learn about some relaxation techniques and breathing exercises which I'm sure I'll utilize. Both Jared and I learned a lot from the class and I'm happy we went. We learned a lot of useful information. Still am planning on having an epid.ural (sorry miss instructor!) and I just hope that it works and that it does what it's supposed to do. So far I've never met a medication that I didn't respond well with so we shall see. It didn't work well for Abbie, and for my sister the epid.ural totally wore off when she got to the point of pushing. Which they say isn't a bad thing, but three hours of pushing later, then forcepts and being stitched up after an episi.otomy with practically nothing to take the edge off of the pain.... well you get the idea. Thankfully for what her labor lacked and the excruciating pain that was involved my totally adorable nephew makes up in cute looks.


(ps. Thanks Vaylene for watching Kylie while we were at the class. We owe you big!!!)




