we had our 2nd antenatal class this week. It ran through how long on average labour would be, different positions, etc. Gone are the days which are still shown on tv programmes of a mum lying in a bed with doctors down the end giving her instructions. Now they prefer upright positions to help with gravity...so either standing up, crouching or sitting up. All very undignified...12 hours or more of undignified grunting and pain.
When the LORD said he was going to make child-bearing hard, he wasn't kidding!
So my man and I were discussing how he would have to coach and take care of me during the majority of that 12 hours. He's a morning person...anything after 11pm he starts to struggle.
Imagine if I don't go into labour until late evening, he has to stay awake till the next morning helping me.
When I say morning person....I mean we could be talking about the end of the world and myles wouldn't be able to keep his eyes open. He's completely incapable of functioning at that time.
I can just picture it now...i'm screaming in pain, myles is sitting on the bed massaging me and next minute I can feel the pressure of his head on my back as he drops off to sleep and starts snoring.
He said he doesn't need my mum's help, but I think he will be begging for it at 2am and I'm nowhere near pushing baby out :-)
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