Childbirth Class #4

Tonight we went to our forth childbirth class, and well you know how in my last post I said this one would be alittle more informative? Well, it really wasn't.
The only thing I learned was that an epidural isn't just a shot, there's actually a little tube that sticks outta your back that keeps adding the anesthetic.
I always thought they gave you that shot in your spine and it was over with. hm... who knew?
And yes, the annoying teacher lady was as perky as ever. I do believe she needs to lay off the coffee or switch to decaff cause she is just way to perky for this late in the day.
Oh yea, excuse me just a bit, Ima just run my mouth tonight cause I feel like it.
The chairs you sit in at this class really isn't the most comfortable in the world either. when its over with my rear end is so sore its hard to stand up, along with my back killing me as well.
If I hurt that bad afterwards I cant even imagine how Sarah and all the other pregnant women there feel.
We don't have to go to class next Monday night cause its all about breast feeding and stuff and Sarah already took that class this morning, so we get a break.
That only leaves one class left for us and that's supposed to be about after the baby is born and how to take care of it and so on. I don't want her to feel like she has to go cause I don't want to, but I hope our friend Janelle goes with Sarah to that one. One, because I don't feel comfortable with people me showing me how to do all that stuff, I know I'm weird but, I would feel alot better if I learned it from Sarah when Elah is here.
And Two, Sarah says I'm to boring and she wants someone there to keep her entertained.
Well, next week we have Sarahs check up, and the hospital tour. I'll keep you posted on how that goes. Oh yea and pray that we don't get the perky, crazy lady for our tour guide.

Childbirth Classes

We have been going to the six week childbirth classes so Sarah can see the midwifes instead of the regular doctors, and I gotta tell ya, they are nothing but a waste of time, and a waste of gas.
You see, we live at least 30 to 35 minutes away from the doctors and where we have to go to take the classes. It may not seem like much, but it is still killing us on gas. Basically we have only learned things we already knew. probably the most informative class will be the next one which is supposed to be about c-sections and and stuff like that, but other than that its a waste of time.
On top of that its at six-thirty at night till eight-thirty. So by the time we get home, its my bed time( I have to get up at four-thirty in the morning for work).
The lady who teaches the class is nice and all, but is WAY to perky for that late in the day, so she kinda gets on both of our nerves.
Atleast we only have two more classes to go to(Thank Goodness.) Then we will be done!

Daddy's Little Angel

I Thought this was a really cool poem.
Daddy's Little Angel, Baby Poems: "When you were born you filled my heart with pride,
And I was overcome by the joy I felt inside.
As I held you in my arms that very first day,
I knew I would never let any harm come your way.
With your tiny little hands and tiny little feet,
Everytime I look at you my heart skips a beat.
As I watch you sleep in the middle of the night,
I hope and pray I will do everything right.
I know I may make some mistakes along the way,
But I promise to do my best not to every single day.
I often wonder what you will grow up to be,
But whatever you become will be fine with me.
So whatever you may decide to do in your life,
Maybe an astronaut, a lawyer, or even a doctor's wife.
I can say this without any doubt at all,
I will always be there to catch you if you fall.
And another promise I make to you from me,
Daddy's little angel you will always be."

Elahs Grandparents and Uncle

Never A Dull Moment Around The Massey Kitchen Table

We went to my parents tonight to cook dinner and hang out.
And when it came time to eat my dad had us cracking up so much we almost couldn't eat( And my brother wasn't helping). My Dad would tell us about when I was born or when my brother was born, and of coarse he would throw in alittle comic relief into the story.
He told us about the "One size fits all" scrubs that he had to wear when i was born, and how it kept falling off of him cause it was so big( Hes a tiny little feller). Said he got the nurse to hunt him a safety pin to pin his pants up so they wouldn't fall off.
Then at some point Sarah was telling us about the birthing chair thing that she wants to use instead of laying down during birth, and he got started on that, only he called it the "Squatting Chair"and by then all of us at the table are laughing so hard we're crying. Then he got onto the subject of seeing the after birth after either me or my brother was born, I forget. I Can't really describe what was said tonight at dinner cause me just typing it here wouldn't do it justice. I will say that there is definitely NEVER a dull moment around the dinner table.

Lala Land.

As Sarahs due date gets closer, I find myself thinking more and more about the day Elah is born. What my reaction will be, what I'll feel when I first hold her, will I be a good parent, and on and on.
I wonder, will I pass out, get sick, or cry. Well, I have a strong stomach, so I doubt I'll get sick or pass out. And I'm not much of a cryer so I doubt that will happen either.
I do know this, My nerves will probably be shot when she goes into labor, and I will probaby have the sh*ts to( Excuse my language). Oh well I guess we will find out when the time comes