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Sunday, November 14, 2010

Birthing Class #2

We made our second attempt at a birthing class this weekend, and it was so much better!  Here we are about to leave!  We were pretty excited (well, I was.) 

This was an all day class (9am to 4pm) and even though it took up our whole Saturday it was SO much better than our Bradley class experience!  Our teacher seemed like a fairly normal human being, and we were in the class with about 8 other normal couples.  In fact, I think I was the only "crazy" person in there that is considering a natural birth.  It was unbelievable how different the information was from the Bradley class.  This was a completely unbiased class that was not trying to sway anyone to do a drug free or drug assisted birth.  I felt like we could trust the information.  We learned about drug free births, drug assisted, induction, and c-sections.  But some of the stuff was literally the exact opposite of what the Bradley teacher told us.  Someone is lying!  :) 

We learned lots of great relaxation techniques for labor, and it was great fun for me because Stephen had to "practice."  Which meant that he spent most of the morning rubbing my shoulders and back to find out what relaxes and soothes me.  Ha!  He was a trooper and I think he will be so helpful when I am in labor.  Here is Stephen in his "dad" outfit for the day.  He left his morning coffee mug, which completed the ensemble, in the car.  At least it's not a wind suit. 
It was fun because several of the women were 35 and 36 weeks pregnant.  It was crazy to think that they could be having their babies any day now!  And I'm only a few weeks behind!  We can't wait!

Friday, November 12, 2010

It's time

That's right folks.  It's time for Christmas.  I know there are some scrooges out there (like my husband) that think you can't start celebrating Christmas until after Thanksgiving.  He said to me yesterday:
"That's like on my birthday in June, you saying 'happy birthday, but we are celebrating my birthday today too.'"
But I personally believe that of all people, we are allowed to celebrate CHRIST'S birthday whenever we want!  Who's with me?!  And luckily I was able to finally convince Stephen to get the Christmas decorations out of the shed.  I compromised and we are waiting until next weekend to get the tree up.  Even some of the radio stations agree with me.  My new favorite started playing Christmas music nonstop on November 1st.  So I'm actually late in the game. 
So I also decided that not only does my house need decorations, but my blog does too.   I am still searching to see if I can find an even better background, but this one will do fine for now. 
Come to our house and you can enjoy hot cocoa in one of our many Christmas mugs, eat on our Christmas plates, eat candy out of the snowman candy jar (there will be Christmas m&m's soon), and watch Elf. 

Sunday, November 7, 2010

Sleep these days...

I love being pregnant.  Every little inconvenient thing is so worth having a baby.  So I hope no one ever gets confused about whether I like this or not, or am thankful that God allowed us to be pregnant.  But let's be honest, the interesting things to write about are the inconveniences! 
Like sleep, for instance.  I need it more than usual, however, everything seems to make it more difficult and less enjoyable.  I am tired during the day and need to take a nap, but when I do, I have trouble falling asleep at night.  It is nearly impossible to get comfortable.  I wake up a million times at night to use the bathroom, B is practicing gymnastics(I do love being woken up by this!), its an inferno in our room, etc.  I either have horrible heartburn, or I am wide awake despite the fact that I was falling asleep all day.  Several times I have laid there talking to Stephen, only to discover he's fast asleep. This pregnancy hasn't negatively affected his sleep.  He's another thing that complicates my sleep.  I get SO hot these days.  Stephen, being the sweet husband that he is, is a bit of a cuddler at night.  He blames me for this.  Pregnancy has made me, well, NOT a cuddler.  He gets really cold at night, traps himself in with covers, and somehow manages to get his body temperature to about 200 degrees. Then he gravitates over to my side of the bed, and I wake up drenched in sweat.  I have felt him before and been sure he was dying because he felt so hot.  Luckily our house has been about 60 degrees at night so I can throw the covers off and get a little relief.  I usually have to tell Stephen to move to his side of the bed about 2 or 3 times a night.  It's not that I don't love him, he just tends to smother me at night. 
Another thing that is pretty stressful about sleep is that I sleep on my back.  Everyone knows you aren't suppose to sleep on your back when you are pregnant.  I think for a lot of people it just eventually gets uncomfortable and they stop on their own.  It seems for most people this happens around 4 or 5 months.  Well here I am, over 7 months pregnant, and I wake up on my back most of the night. 

I seem to have a lot on my mind at night that I can't just let go.  I seriously lost sleep in the midst of my cloth diaper research because I couldn't help but lay there in bed thinking about it.  This past week a good friend of ours came to stay with us.  We only have one bathroom upstairs and both our bedroom and the guest room are upstairs so we get to share a bathroom with our guests.  No big deal.  I wake up at every tiny noise though.  Also really not that big of a deal since I probably need to pee anyway.  Well, our friend used the bathroom but didn't want to flush the toilet because he didn't want to wake us up.  Silly, since I woke up as soon as I heard him get out of bed.  So I can't go back to sleep because I am afraid I'll gag when I go in there because it will smell like pee.  What a strange thing to lay there and think about!  I think I laid there for an hour worrying about it- not to mention, I really did have to pee, but I was afraid to because of the smell.  So I laid there and wouldn't get up until Stephen got up to use the bathroom.  Kinda mean to make him suffer through the smell, but he's a man and he's not pregnant.  I told him the next morning what happened and he told me I should have woken him up and told him to flush the toilet for me.  So I did the next night when our friend did the same thing.  It's kinda funny really, to think that I laid there and lost sleep, all because I was afraid of smelling pee. 

I am getting use to not sleeping well or much, and am actually looking forward to having something to do during the times I am not sleeping when we have this baby.  Sometimes I lose sleep because I am thinking about that. 

31 weeks!