You Cannot Be Serious

Big mistake of 2011? Going to the hospital orientation class. And here I thought it would ease my anxiety about getting to and staying in the hospital for delivery. No! It ended with me in tears by the time I got home, and still crying the next day. I was not ready to hear nearly all of what they said about labor and delivery. Who does this more than once? Not to mention, there were some crazy people in that class who should not be reproducing. And surprise, they brought in an anesthesiologist to discuss the epidural, which is way worse than I had thought it was going to be. God help me get through this! I don't understand why they can't just beam the baby out of me. Star Trek beamed people lots of places in the 60's. I just want a baby moved a few feet in 2011. Not asking too much, here. Needless to say, the only classes we will be taking from here on out are baby care. I refuse to go to anymore labor and delivery classes, seminars, or orientations. Mike is free to go if he would like. I've already told him that nothing he does or says in that hospital room will be right, so what does it matter. He will be going to the Daddy Bootcamp class, though. He won't be too useless, hopefully. I appreciate Mike for being such a great husband, Grandma Judy for talking me down, and Kris for her realistic advice. I won't repeat what she said I should try to do, but it was probably a perfect analogy.

It's Going to be a....

We have been waiting for weeks. I have had to put up with more prognosticating from Tif about the gender. "It's a girl because...." has been Tif's standard phrase the last month. If Tif Googled "3D Ultrasound" one more time, I think our computer was going to have a fit. Of course, I had my wishes too, but it's a lot of fun to mock Tif's ridiculousness. This was much better than the last ultrasound for Tif because they heated up the tummy goo. We first started out looking at the toes and fingers. The technician, who was so good, measured all the body partsas well as took measurements of the heart, brain and blood flow. The baby moved around a lot, but it was very cooperative and received his first A. That's right it's a he! Tif and I were very shocked, but I think having painted the baby room blue, we might have been asking for it. When I asked how sure she was, our technician said 100%. We'll get another look at him from 25-30 weeks so the technician can take more blood flow measurements, but we aren't complaining about getting another look!