We’ve attended our first antenatal class as we edge ever closer to the big day.
I’ve got to admit I had no real idea what classes would be like. I had visions of couples practicing breathing techniques and watching horrible birthing videos but luckily our first antenatal class at St Mary’s Hospital was nothing like that.
Instead of the breathing practice there was plenty of group discussion about “pain management” and a few very tasteful illustrations showing the amazing twists and turns the baby takes on it’s way out into the world. We also took a tour of the delivery unit and we get to see the maternity ward tomorrow.
It was also a good chance to talk to other couples who are riding the same rollercoaster. I’m quite glad to find out that, rather than being the most neurotic Dad-to-be in living history, I’m actually coping OK – well, better than some of the others anyway. Jayne also seems to have fared much better than some of the other Mums who sounded completely fed up with being pregnant.
She’s not had a completely smooth ride though – she’s getting pretty chronic heartburn at nights, obligatory ankle swelling and strangely, hot ears.
Not long to go now… we get a more accurate update on baby’s due date at tomorrow’s 36 week scan.
The flat is also starting to fill up with loads of baby stuff – largely thanks to some very special gifts arriving from as far away as Australia. We’ve got socks, baby grows, rubber ducks, a pram, a moses basket, a car seat, cuddly toys, baby t-shirts, and a lovely knitted shawl and cardigan from my Aunt & Uncle in Oz. And that’s just the start of it!
We should have another update after tomorrow’s scan – and maybe even a new pic too!
