Week 31: Ok, so it wasn’t that bad

30 weeks, 6 days: part II.

First of all, I’m feeling much better. Imodium AD is my new hero. That is all I have to say about that.

So today was the first childbirth class, and it wasn’t nearly as bad as we were fearing. I actually learned some useful things, as opposed to the breastfeeding class, where I learned (yet again) that there is clearly no I.Q. test for reproduction.

I’m basically trying to maximize my chances to be allowed to try labor instead of being commanded to have a c-section (do not pass go, do not collect $200). There’s still only a chance I’ll be allowed a trial of labor, but the instructor did talk to me about what I could do to get the baby’s head to engage so I could maximize my chances. That was very useful. And the practice labor positions and stuff were all good.

Still, there was all of the crap from the too-much-pedagogy-not-enough-teaching school of education – you know, unnecessary groupwork, introducing your neighbors to the group, drawing abstract pictures, multimodal blah blah blah, etc. I know, I know, this is not my cup of tea, but if I could name one thing that has made school suck even more since I left it, it’s this turn toward a “let’s try to accomodate 20 ‘learning styles’” mode of communication. It never ceases to piss me off.

All in all, though, I think it was worth it, so it was good.

Now let’s all hope and pray I get to use any of it…