Baby notes and fifth childbirth class.
Feb. 8th, 2005 05:40 pmI never got around to writing up the fifth childbirth class, and tonight is the sixth and last. So this is a catch-up post.
It was also supposed to include an account of my 32-week midwife visit, but we got to the office this morning to discover that four of their clients were in labor and one of the midwives was out with strep throat. Unsurprisingly, office visits were canceled for the day. (Apparently, they tried to call and tell us so while we were in the shower.) So, alas, no midwife update.
Just in the last week, the third trimester has hit me like the proverbial ton of bricks. After three days in a row of thinking, "wow, I'm having a rough day today - I must have overdone it somehow," I realized that the unnaturally charmed portion of my pregnancy is probably over. I felt fantastic right up through the end of the seventh month, so I don't have anything to complain about - but now it's different. I'm tired. By the end of the day, I'm exhausted. My pubic bone hurts when I get up from sitting or lying down. It's gotten harder and less comfortable to move around. And did I mention that I'm tired?
But I'm trying not to whine too much.
curiousangel is being a saint, but I don't want to tax his patience.
Yesterday afternoon, the Li'l Critter managed to wedge herself into a transverse (crossways) position, with her hard little skull digging into my ribs. She stayed that way all afternoon and evening, despite the obvious fact that there's not room for her to lie in that position. Honestly, it can't have been any more comfortable for her than it was for me. I woke up at 5am to feel kicks on the normal vertical axis, and I was so. Pathetically. Grateful.
Okay, and one final digression: how did I not know about Luna bars until now? They're so tasty, and they have so much calcium, and they do such a good job of stopping the pre-lunch shakes.
But anyway, back to the fifth childbirth class. It focused on what the instructor euphemistically referred to as "unexpected events," but despite that, I came out feeling reassured. ( Read more... )
It was also supposed to include an account of my 32-week midwife visit, but we got to the office this morning to discover that four of their clients were in labor and one of the midwives was out with strep throat. Unsurprisingly, office visits were canceled for the day. (Apparently, they tried to call and tell us so while we were in the shower.) So, alas, no midwife update.
Just in the last week, the third trimester has hit me like the proverbial ton of bricks. After three days in a row of thinking, "wow, I'm having a rough day today - I must have overdone it somehow," I realized that the unnaturally charmed portion of my pregnancy is probably over. I felt fantastic right up through the end of the seventh month, so I don't have anything to complain about - but now it's different. I'm tired. By the end of the day, I'm exhausted. My pubic bone hurts when I get up from sitting or lying down. It's gotten harder and less comfortable to move around. And did I mention that I'm tired?
But I'm trying not to whine too much.
Yesterday afternoon, the Li'l Critter managed to wedge herself into a transverse (crossways) position, with her hard little skull digging into my ribs. She stayed that way all afternoon and evening, despite the obvious fact that there's not room for her to lie in that position. Honestly, it can't have been any more comfortable for her than it was for me. I woke up at 5am to feel kicks on the normal vertical axis, and I was so. Pathetically. Grateful.
Okay, and one final digression: how did I not know about Luna bars until now? They're so tasty, and they have so much calcium, and they do such a good job of stopping the pre-lunch shakes.
But anyway, back to the fifth childbirth class. It focused on what the instructor euphemistically referred to as "unexpected events," but despite that, I came out feeling reassured. ( Read more... )