In theory? I'm going to be the most prepared mother on the planet. In addition to clothes shopping (as documented below) and nursery painting (well, I can't take credit for that; that's all Matt), I have now officially signed up for an infant CPR class, a breastfeeding class, and a tour of the Labor & Delivery unit of the hospital I will be delivering in. I'm still waiting to hear back about the Prepared Childbirth Class I want to take. This one's really important to me. They go over everything to expect during labor and delivery. And let me just tell you: I've been reading enough stories about labor online to be thoroughly freaked out. So I figured a class, where I can learn the facts, would be helpful. Now, most of these classes let you register online through the hospital. The Prepared Childbirth class? Not so much. I had to page the teacher (yes, I said page- like it's 1998) and she has to call me back and let me know which class I can fit into. Apparently these things fill up fast.
As a sidenote, I already took an informal breastfeeding class at my dentist's office. What, does that sound unusual to you? That's because it was really freakin' weird. And awkward. When I was checking out with the receptionist after my cleaning, she was excited to talk to me about everything baby. She was full of advice. I listened politely (read: I saw her lips moving while I thought about where I wanted to stop for lunch. And what I wanted to make for dinner. And my weekend plans. She talked for a long time.) I snapped back to reality, though, when I saw her hands on her breasts and I realized she had moved on to the subject of breastfeeding. "Like this," she was saying. "You have to massage them like this." My (male) dentist also caught the tale end of her breastfeeding class.
In reality? I'm going to be just like every first time mom, fumbling my way through the first few months in survival mode, learning mostly by trial and error. Even the perfectionist in me can admit that. It's a rite of passage.
Nevertheless, I've gotta do something to help pass these next 4 months that are dragging by as if they're oblivious to the fact that the most important event in the world is going to happen in November. And Matt can't think of anything he'd rather do than attend breastfeeding class with me on a Saturday morning. So there.
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
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"read: I saw her lips moving while I thought about where I wanted to stop for lunch"... Ha Ha Ha!
You crack me up. Good luck with the classes. I have no doubt I'll be the same way (hopefully). Books upon books, to read after my classes.
Do we get to see pics of the nursery??? Hee hee, I'm SO demanding!
So, Matt painted the nursery? What color did you go with? Any other fun baby purchases yet?
Even though you think that you will stumble through it, I am sure you will be a great mommy and it will all come naturally.
Hey girls! He's in the process of painting the nursery. We're doing a jungle theme so the walls are green. My mom is going to paint some animals on the walls too. I'm so excited to see how it turns out and will definitely post pictures as it's closer to being done.
HAHAHAHAA, you crack me up. That is so awkward that the receptionist gave you a lesson right there! Creepy! Ok you have lit a fire under me, I NEED to start finally preparing for this kid. I can no longer pull the "it's still early so anything can happen" card. I think all the classes you are taking are awesome! I'm going to look into what our hospital offers. Thanks Kerri!
Ha! That's hilarious that your dental receptionist was giving you a demonstration. I'm just glad she kept it PG.
Thank you!! :)
I can't wait to see the nursery. It does sound like you will be super prepared. Enjoy your classes and the next four months!
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