Week 36. That means next week, if Baby decided to pop out, she wouldn't be considered premature. This whole bedrest business is coming to an end soon, but I have to admit, I wasn't all that good about it, especially towards the end. Come on! You can't expect a young lady to stay put at home 24/7!
So labor and childbirth has been on my mind, say, ALL the time since last week. I watch all sorts of videos on youtube of women giving birth, with epidural, without, with titles like "My TRAUMATIZING Labor and Delivery Story"...now, why would you do that? Why would you put up that kind of stuff to scare the living hell out of women who are 8 months pregnant and are bound (I was going to say doomed) to go through all that in a month's time? I think I really shouldn't be doing this to myself... They all look like they're going to die, moaning and groaning and wailing and crying and screaming.
I guess I watch these videos because I'm scared of underestimating labor pain. I know it's going to be painful, and I want to think that I can do it without epidural, but I have no way of knowing what a real contraction will feel like, that is until I get one.
Rest assured, I will try and write a most precise account of all that when the day comes.
There's also the whole post-natal part that intrigues me...nobody ever really talks about that. So being the sadistic person that I have become, I did some research and came across Pregnant Chicken the other day. Hmm, maybe I didn't want to know after all...
There are 2 posts on this issue: "Happily After Giving Birth - 10 Things they don't tell you" and "Exit Care", both funny (probably not so funny when it happens).
I think my favorite was this:
" hold a clean pad firmly against the wound and press upward while you poo to help relieve any pressure" --- click for more tips.
I remember when R. and I first met he always made a big deal out of that word--- "poo" I mean. He said it sounded so gross, and I tried to convince him that it's a cute word, like caca in French! He's gotten used to me saying poo now. Yet for some odd reason, I finally understood where he was coming from when I read that sentence. Hmm, it IS indeed an unpleasant word, the way your lips pucker into this..poopoo shape...
So labor and childbirth has been on my mind, say, ALL the time since last week. I watch all sorts of videos on youtube of women giving birth, with epidural, without, with titles like "My TRAUMATIZING Labor and Delivery Story"...now, why would you do that? Why would you put up that kind of stuff to scare the living hell out of women who are 8 months pregnant and are bound (I was going to say doomed) to go through all that in a month's time? I think I really shouldn't be doing this to myself... They all look like they're going to die, moaning and groaning and wailing and crying and screaming.
I guess I watch these videos because I'm scared of underestimating labor pain. I know it's going to be painful, and I want to think that I can do it without epidural, but I have no way of knowing what a real contraction will feel like, that is until I get one.
Rest assured, I will try and write a most precise account of all that when the day comes.
There's also the whole post-natal part that intrigues me...nobody ever really talks about that. So being the sadistic person that I have become, I did some research and came across Pregnant Chicken the other day. Hmm, maybe I didn't want to know after all...
There are 2 posts on this issue: "Happily After Giving Birth - 10 Things they don't tell you" and "Exit Care", both funny (probably not so funny when it happens).
I think my favorite was this:
" hold a clean pad firmly against the wound and press upward while you poo to help relieve any pressure" --- click for more tips.
I remember when R. and I first met he always made a big deal out of that word--- "poo" I mean. He said it sounded so gross, and I tried to convince him that it's a cute word, like caca in French! He's gotten used to me saying poo now. Yet for some odd reason, I finally understood where he was coming from when I read that sentence. Hmm, it IS indeed an unpleasant word, the way your lips pucker into this..poopoo shape...
In the meantime, the bedroom's ready! Still have to decorate Baby's crib though.