This past weekend we attended our twin birthing class. It was taught by a midwife. Four couples total with one other same sex couple. Every one was down to earth and laid back. I was convinced that there would be that one couple that would hijack the class and share in painful detail alllllllll about their experience and pregnancy. None of that. We really liked the midwife. It was a good class. We feel a bit more prepared. But-like anything always expect the unexpected.
The midwife covered all the different drug options. There was too much talk (and films) on epidurals. Couple of short films showing vaginal deliveries. I am a bit squeamish. The trainer thought M and I should get a doula to help me during the labor. God...what a loser I must be. SORRY no time to find one now. I will be FINE. I am just really dreading seeing M in so much pain.
Interesting enough-the midwife said twin A is usually the dominant child. I guess if he starts bossing her around she was right as the boy is twin A.
We chatted with a woman who is also birthing twins at the same uptown hospital where M will deliver. This woman was telling us that when she was recently hospitalized for severe dehydration there were no rooms available. More concerning- she was only given one fetal heart monitor. They couldn't spare another! Like one kid is expendable or something. Where is Michael Moore and the film crew for Sicko? Let me make this prediction-I will get 2 heart monitors. If It means begging or stealing one from a less crowded hospital- both the babies will monitored. Call us high maintenance...scary.
After the birthing class, I headed to the lower east side for a friend's birthday dinner. I'm trying to be less of a crappy friend. During the last 3 years of infertility treatments, I was a bit of a drop out in some ways. Our obgyn said that we were both depressed (she treats more than the repro system). Not sure if it's depression or just being in a bad fucking mood for 3 years. Whatever. I went downtown and had a great time. Not sure if I will be able hang out in a bar on a Sunday night anytime soon. I feel like we are waiting for this big wave to hit us and carry us somewhere else. Anyway, it was great fun. But, it's time to go home when you are doing shots with friend's 68 year old Aunt and debating with birthday boy's co-worker: Who is hotter Jennifer Beals vs. Jessica Biel. For the record: the Ms. Beals- hands down.
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