3, 2, 1 : Blastoff!
We are now counting down the days until Baby Nola arrives. She is due on 1/18/09; but as experts will tell you - they are VERY rarely right on! My anticipation is almost unbearable. After visiting the doctor yesterday; I am in no way looking forward to Labor! I got a glimpse of the pain will be like as the doctor said, "Do you feel that?" (I wanted to shout back to him, "Are you kidding me, who wouldn't feel that?!") He continued to say in the calmest voice, "Well, that right there is what labor is going to feel like." If you could have only seen me... suddenly practicing my labor breathing - ohh, ohh, heeeeeee and sweating like a pig. I did live through it; but asked myself - "Why would any woman in their right mind go through that for hours - willingly- WITHOUT drugs???" Now many of you have heard me say that I was a bit undecided about the epidural. Truth be told, after yesterday, I lied to all of you! Bring on the DRUGS!
As I returned home last night, body aching and exhausted from the days events; I sat with Joel a moment. I thought that he needed to know what we were both in for. Now, I'm positive Joel would tell you that I've been a pretty awesome pregnant wife. Only crying two times in 10 months, optimistic, not demanding, and still pretty fun to be around. Then and there, I felt the need to let him know that he is going to experience someone other than his wife during labor and delivery; and not to fear - she would return eventually. I needed to let him know that the pain that I felt earlier in the day at the doctors office (which is apparently the same pain as labor) was indeed the WORST pain I've ever experienced in my 28 years of life! "You said it was supposed to be BEAUTIFUL?", he replied back to me. I reassured him that "I never said such a deceiving thing in all 10 months - someone else must have told you that!", I laughed. Now I will admit, I've had a pretty amazing pregnancy; no morning sickness, no exhaustion, no hormonal roller coasters, - BUT it all was going to take a enormous turn for the worse- all because of that PAIN I felt at the doctors office - I just know it. Now I want to get this in writing because this is the moment that Joel looked and me with a face that I've never seen before. He looked at how serious I was (about the pain) and realized I wasn't trying to be funny - and said, "oh shit, now I know I'm going to pass out!" We both laughed. But like a laugh, that wasn't really all that funny. It was that laugh that really meant "I'm scared shit less of what is about to happen in that hospital!" I think laughing was the only thing our bodies knew to do. How does a fairly level-headed couple respond to the thought of the pushing out a living human being out of a 10 cm space, and now knowing that it (the pain) will be the worst you've ever experienced. How is a husband supposed to respond to his wife while she's experiencing that? I hope Joel does pass out, I hope I pass out for that matter. Beautiful? Someone just wake me up when my baby Nola is all cleaned off and in my arms - then it will be beautiful! Everything leading up to that sounds like pure misery - but I will let you know....... I've been wrong before.
We are now counting down the days until Baby Nola arrives. She is due on 1/18/09; but as experts will tell you - they are VERY rarely right on! My anticipation is almost unbearable. After visiting the doctor yesterday; I am in no way looking forward to Labor! I got a glimpse of the pain will be like as the doctor said, "Do you feel that?" (I wanted to shout back to him, "Are you kidding me, who wouldn't feel that?!") He continued to say in the calmest voice, "Well, that right there is what labor is going to feel like." If you could have only seen me... suddenly practicing my labor breathing - ohh, ohh, heeeeeee and sweating like a pig. I did live through it; but asked myself - "Why would any woman in their right mind go through that for hours - willingly- WITHOUT drugs???" Now many of you have heard me say that I was a bit undecided about the epidural. Truth be told, after yesterday, I lied to all of you! Bring on the DRUGS!
As I returned home last night, body aching and exhausted from the days events; I sat with Joel a moment. I thought that he needed to know what we were both in for. Now, I'm positive Joel would tell you that I've been a pretty awesome pregnant wife. Only crying two times in 10 months, optimistic, not demanding, and still pretty fun to be around. Then and there, I felt the need to let him know that he is going to experience someone other than his wife during labor and delivery; and not to fear - she would return eventually. I needed to let him know that the pain that I felt earlier in the day at the doctors office (which is apparently the same pain as labor) was indeed the WORST pain I've ever experienced in my 28 years of life! "You said it was supposed to be BEAUTIFUL?", he replied back to me. I reassured him that "I never said such a deceiving thing in all 10 months - someone else must have told you that!", I laughed. Now I will admit, I've had a pretty amazing pregnancy; no morning sickness, no exhaustion, no hormonal roller coasters, - BUT it all was going to take a enormous turn for the worse- all because of that PAIN I felt at the doctors office - I just know it. Now I want to get this in writing because this is the moment that Joel looked and me with a face that I've never seen before. He looked at how serious I was (about the pain) and realized I wasn't trying to be funny - and said, "oh shit, now I know I'm going to pass out!" We both laughed. But like a laugh, that wasn't really all that funny. It was that laugh that really meant "I'm scared shit less of what is about to happen in that hospital!" I think laughing was the only thing our bodies knew to do. How does a fairly level-headed couple respond to the thought of the pushing out a living human being out of a 10 cm space, and now knowing that it (the pain) will be the worst you've ever experienced. How is a husband supposed to respond to his wife while she's experiencing that? I hope Joel does pass out, I hope I pass out for that matter. Beautiful? Someone just wake me up when my baby Nola is all cleaned off and in my arms - then it will be beautiful! Everything leading up to that sounds like pure misery - but I will let you know....... I've been wrong before.
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