Yesterday we got a peek at the 'staging area' for our upcoming baby action in September. Or in other words we toured the Birth Suite at Royal Brisbane Hospital.
I don't know if Al was particularly fussed on the specifics, but for me it definately gave me more confidence. I am not one that likes to 'wing it' and have never practised the mantra 'It'll be alright on the night.' I'm a planner. If I am going somewhere I have never been before I go armed with directions, maps, bus schedules etc so I feel confident I know what to expect. Now I have seen the birth suite, sussed out the parking situation and know where to go when I get to the hospital I am feeling a lot better.
We also had our last childbirth class with the Physiotherapist. This class was aimed at coping mechanisms for labour, particularly positions, exercises, breathing and relaxation. It was funny watching a group of pregnant women (myself included) battle with beanbags and fit balls in an attempt to get comfortable, knowing the whole time that all the 'equipment' in the world isn't going to reduce the pain of the contractions.
My favourite part of the class was the massage part. The physio made the 'support people' ie Al, practise different types of massage aimed at helping us to relax and release tension. I could have fallen asleep right then and there!
After the class we went to visit one of the couples in our class who were in hospital for observation. The mum-to-be had pre-ecclampsia and was going to be induced but when we found her hubby outside the birth suite he said she was being prepped for caesarian. She was 37 weeks!
I keep thinking...'it's okay i've got 10 or 11 weeks to go yet' but in reality I could only have 6 or 7 weeks to go. A couple of days ago they were thinking they had a few more weeks up their sleeve and then bam! their baby daughter arrives in the world.
Better start thinking about getting a bit more organised.....
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