Today we had our 34 week prenatal, which included the standard Group B Strep test (results forthcoming). In addition to that fun, we were relieved to hear that I am not at all dilated yet. Then, in more interesting news, Baby James' heartrate was in the 150's and I measured on schedule with a fundal height of 34cm. The doctor was happy, and she called me perfect again, so I was happy. Jay and I asked a lot of questions about the delivery, and learned some things they didn't mention in our classes (or any of the books I've read). We love the fact that our doctor is very frank with her answers and explanations, and she doesn't leave anything to the imagination!
Whoa Belly! My belly continues to grow, yet somehow still defy gravity... Although everyone does tell me that I'm carrying low - of course, they've been saying that since week 28!! I'm feeling OK - still sleeping well, but I've been waking up with sore knees and hips. I always feel good during the day though, except when the little guy is kicking me in the ribs... Or when my sciatica acts up! Here I am this morning, at 34 weeks 4 days:
Our classes, and thus our crazy January, have come to an end. Last week we had a doubleheader: the Infant CPR & Safety Class AND Childbirth Class #3. In the CPR class we learned the American Heart Association method for infants: 2 breaths, followed by 30 compressions at the rate of 100 per minute. Jay was a pro (due to all his years of lifeguard training), and the instructor called him out right away - I'm just glad he's so confident! Between the 1/3- to 1/2-depth chest compressions and the strong whacks on the back you're suppose to give a choking baby, I personally felt a little nervous. I certainly learned all the techniques, but I worry about doing them incorrectly (i.e. too delicately), should I ever find myself in the situation. Everyone says you remember though, even in the heat of the moment, so I'm trying to just trust myself. I'm really glad we had the training (or, a refresher in Jay's case), even though I hope we never need it... Childbirth Class #3 was the opposite of fun. It's the class where they tell you about all the potential interventions during labor and delivery: Pitocin, vacuum, forceps, C-sections, etc. AND then came the epidural information! For anyone out there who, like me, was unaware of the exact procedure for getting the epidural, let me break it down for you:
1) Daddy is required to leave the room because 9 out of 10 men faint at the sight of the needle
2) The needle really is THAT large
3) Mommy curls into the fetal position (out of fear, as much as for allowing spine accessibility)
4) Local anesthetic is applied to the area to reduce the pain of the giant needle
5) The giant needle is injected into Mommy's spine
6) It's not over (I was under the impression that the epidural was simply a big shot - it's not)
7) A catheter is placed, through the needle, into Mommy's spine (yes, a catheter)
8) The giant needle is removed, leaving the catheter behind to administer the medication
9) The catheter is taped to Mommy's back and hooked to a machine - Mommy is no longer allowed to move around, let alone leave the bed anymore (and that means a second catheter...)
So, I had been planning on having the epidural from the day I found out I was pregnant... Now, not so much. I hate needles (not that anyone likes them), and the idea of being bound to the bed for 10-20 hours makes me cringe. Not to mention, I'd really like to avoid Pitocin, which is much more likely to be administered following an epidural, since epidurals tend to slow labor. Then we'd have to deal with the loop-de-loop of drugs to find the right balance. And if the Pitocin isn't enough to keep labor moving along? Then you're at a higher risk for those other interventions I mentioned earlier (vacuum, forceps, or C-section). No thanks. We're now aiming for a natural, drug-free labor and delivery, while keeping the option of an epidural open if it becomes absolutely necessary (if it just REALLY hurts, or if I'm getting too exhausted - i.e. if labor ends up being really long). I've written a birth plan to state my wishes, but I'm calling it my "Birth Preferences", since I'm certainly willing to do whatever it takes to deliver Baby James safe and healthy!!
There was one fun part of the class though... we got to have a hospital tour to see the labor and delivery rooms, post-partum rooms, and the nursery. That's always Jay's favorite part - watching the new babies! We even bumped into someone we knew, a member of our church that was there to welcome his new granddaughter - she was a big girl (almost 9 lbs), and really cute - very pink and wiggly (Jay and I think it's funny that newborns seem to spend so much time stretching their fingers and toes and arms and legs - it really is adorable).
Then, tonight was our final childbirth class, and this was the really fun one! We learned all about caring for our newborn!! The instructor showed us everything that would be used on myself and the baby while in the hospital, and explained every standard procedure, including the APGAR test (where they score the baby a 0-10 based on heartrate, respiratory effort, muscle tone, relfex irritability, and color), baby's first bath, the vitamin K shot and hepatitis B vaccine, and the goop they put in the newborns' eyes. And we didn't even have to watch any videos! Then, to end the night (and the class series), she once again split the men into 4 teams and had them do a relay race of diapering, changing clothes, swaddling, and bottle feeding. And once again, Jay went first for his team. And once again, his team won (even though they had an extra person)! What a great note to end the class on! I'm really proud of him, and we both feel so much more ready for the arrival of our little lucky charm!!






Thanks for reading, and please keep Baby James in your prayers. Send him good thoughts to stay "cooking in the oven" for at least another 4 weeks or so - we don't want him to show up too soon! I'll end this post with one more photo of our little man, smiling big!

