We now have a pair of annoying kids in it. I'm assuming they're, like, early 20's, but the commentary, and the attitude, and the way she waddles (she is not far enough along to waddle that much, leaning back- she's going to jack up her back that way)
Isn't is sad I'm a little bitter? But the rest of the class is taking it seriously, and they're dumb q's and comments all over.
Last week we got half of the hospital tour, too many babies being born downstairs.
We also learned about breathing techniques and pain relieving techniques for mom to do with dad... my favorite is when I'm sitting up, and Eric pushes right under my knees.. a couple of them I wasn't sure what they were supposed to do, but that one works! Hand massages are also supposed to be good... I'll be all over those in a minute.
Too bad I could never talk him into foot rubs...
And of course, we got handed a grip of paperwork. Egad. A lot of it was OK's to give out information to doctor, etc. Nothing bad, just a lot of signatures.
The hospital tour part we got was a recovery room. Eric gets a nice padded bench to sleep on, if he wishes (we're recommended to bring pillows and stuff, cause the hospital bed has one little one.
Dinner hours are flexible but still atrocious, so she recommended have family bring in food after delivery so we can eat when we want, pack snacks, and feel free to order pizza (Domino's is not the only delivery that goes there.)
I will have snacks in the bag for Eric anyway, and a box of popsicles for me! I get to have popsicles and ice chips during labor... I'm grateful for the popsicles.
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I <3 popcicles. Just don't get big sticks...that may look a little inappropriate. hehe
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