Last night at our childbirthing class we watched a video of an actual birth. Now, I have watched baby shows on TV but they don't show what we saw last night. I'm officially freaked the eff out.
Seriously. I didn't sign up for this. He's not coming out. I won't let him. The exit that's already been chosen isn't going to work for me. C-section ain't gonna happen either. So, he's going to be stuck in there FOREVER. And I'm perfectly fine with that. If anyone has any issue with this...I suggest you take a lemon and shove it through your eye socket. Then, and only then can you tell me that I'm being a big baby when it comes to the actual delivery.
Yes, I am planning on taking drugs for the labor. That is my choice. And I want to be doped up. Although, I found out last night that epidurals aren't always the best option. Yea...you're legs can go completely numb. Or just one leg. Or your hips could be numb. And because of this, you will not be able to get out of bed. Hmm. Ohhh but there are other drugs you can get. It'll make you feel drunk and they can be passed to the baby...so the baby might have an issue breathing when he comes out. That doesn't sound good at all.
All I know is that I want to do some of the early labor at home so I can eat. Because once you're hooked up to that monitor, forget eating. You won't get food until little one comes out.
So, yes. I'm rethinking this whole pregnancy/ having a baby thing. I thought childbirthing class was supposed to put me at ease? Instead I'm more freaked out then ever.
I'm a big baby having a baby...this isn't a good combo.
Until Next Time:
~MommyToBee
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