Child birth classes

Today begins our child birth cramming. We go all day today and half a day tomorrow. I don’t want to go. Last night A asked me what it was going to be like? My response, I’m going to be bored, unable to pay attention, and want to leave. I can not sit still for long periods of time and have a really hard time focusing in a “class” setting.

Obviously I do find value in the experience, or else we wouldn’t be going , but I do feel as though I’ve done a good job before the pregnancy and through out of educating myself. I know I need the information to make informed decisions about the birth and need to know what goes on in order to be able to advocate for what I want. But I much prefer doing my own reading and talking with our doula to sitting in a class setting.

Part of my grumpiness about spending this weekend in CB class comes from having just finished a week that was over scheduled, and I need veg out time. I need time to sit in my pajamas and drink my coffee (yes, I STILL drink coffee, and you know what, it’s the secret to not becoming constipated while preg, sorry if that’s TMI). Here’s hoping I am pleasantly surprised!