I'm currently sitting in a hotel room in San Francisco, dreading having to walk over to the Moscone Convention Center. You see, I'm here for this year's American Diabetes Association's Annual Meeting, which means I get to look at slides explaining incretin mimetics, beta-cell preservation, and dyslipidemia over and over and over. Usually, these slides are presented by a low-level academic hoping to get tenure, and usually, the slides are read word... for... word... It's like nobody actually knows how to present anything anymore.
But I digress...
This will likely be the last time I'm away from Kristen until the arrival of the prince, and it's certainly the longest I've been away in years (I arrived yesterday, Friday, and won't return until Wednesday evening, just in time for our...)
Getting Ready for Baby Class!
Kristen and I signed up for a birthing preparation class, and the first session was last Wednesday. It was interesting to say the least. There were about a dozen couples there, and we learned such exciting things about the different phases of labor, how large Kristen's cervix is going to dilate (10 cm is a lot larger than you think, my friend), and some relaxation techniques (including massaging, which Kristen quite enjoyed).
We also watched a film about the different stages of natural labor, meaning that without drugs. Now, I've tried recently to be less judgmental about people. I'm trying to give them the benefit of the doubt. No more snarky comments about people's characters.
Except for in this case.
Why in all that's holy would you want to go through something so incredibly painful if you didn't have to? I mean, it's like saying, "Doctor, when you're extracting those 4 wisdom teeth, could you do it without any Novocaine or not allow me to take any Tylenol for the next 3 days." Why would you do that?
Of all the couples in the room, only one said that she's going to do it au naturale, but frankly, after that movie, I hope she changes her mind. If not, I'm allowing myself to judge and, after our final class, I'm likely to go up to her and yell, "You fool! It's the 21st century! Get with the program!"
And then run, because her husband's a big guy.
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It might have been the drug-free/rexation video but a woman was wearing a t-shirt that was covered in multi-colored hearts and it simply said "I Love Tacos". This made me laugh. Why have all the maternity stores stopped carrying this shirt?
A friend of mine decided that she'd try and give birth sans drugs, with the option of changing her mind. Well, she changed her mind, but she was too far along with the delivery for the epidural, so she was compelled to go without!
I concur - the epidural was fabulous. I'd have one every Saturday night in lieu of a martini if I could!
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