I had an interesting weekend. Saturday, we went to our childbirth education class. I signed up for the medical assisted general birth class. There is a natural childbirth class but I figured I would go to the one on all the medical procedures first – and then if need be, go to the natural childbirth class. I know there is plenty of knowledge and resources available for natural childbirths. The class was being taught at the hospital I am giving birth at, so I was interested in hear their medical procedures on how a birth with medicine goes at their hospital. While much to my shock, the instructor, in my opinion, had her own personal agenda. Her viewpoints were not at all close to mine, which I am fine with, but has a instructor, I appreciate non-biases factual information. This was her second time leading the childbirth classes in over 15yrs. She normally teaches other classes that I feel she is way more suited for. I bet if I signed up for the other class she teaches, I would find her knowledgeable and quite helpful. But this class was about learning about childbirth and the drugs that are available. She spent a great deal of time teaching us labor positions and signs. She gave us a handout and we were to simulate labor pains (complete with moans and groans) and practice different positions with our birthing partners. I am, was not, never will be COMFORTABLE with any of that in a group setting. (16 couples, 2 women w/o partners and the instructor). These positions were just very touchy, personal and overwhelming for me to even try to do with so many people around. I have this major insecurity, inferiority complex in a group of people I do not know. Plus, I am not a touchy kind of person in public. Never mind to say that these “positions” could double as Kama Sutra positions. (This went on for 40 mins) So I did start to tear up and have a minor panic attack. Thank Gaawd for my wonder husband, who knows these looks on my face w/o me even having to speak. He whispers something very funny in my ear and calms me down a bit and we carry on through the remainder of the class. The last 40 mins she shows a film about the drugs and procedures (in an extremely negative connotation), and the saddest c-section story ever. *the reason the couple had to have a c-section is because the drugs slowed down her labor and “this was a result of choosing to use drugs vs. just toughening it out.” Everyone was in tears after that. She sent us home after the c-section video with her email address if we needed her. I threw her email address in the trash. I have no more questions for her. But now I am filled with lots of doubt and concerns. In the first statement about the class, she wanted to fill us with confidence. I feel as though the exact opposite happened for me. I think I am going to try and find more resources that may be useful for me – or ask my drs’ lots of questions at my next appointment. I have an OB tour of the labor and delivery wing Wednesday at 7pm. I may get more clarification then. Who knows. One thing I do know is that birth in some capacity is the inevitable and we will make it and go with the flow as much as possible. I now for sure know that only E and the staff will be in the delivery room. We talked about it, and I need to feel comfortable more than anything. That is E’s job to make sure on the day/night that it happens.
Thank you for those that wished me a Happy Mother’s to Be day. It was spent celebrating my mother. We took her out to breakfast and just sat around the table talking. Then ran some errands. I read this story on another blog and wanted to share it.