Home Stretch

Tomorrow our 30th week of pregnancy is going to finish and we will officially be starting the 31st. The fact that there is now a 3 as the second digit of my decimal gestational age scares the crap out of me. In theory, the baby will be considered full term in one and a half month. Let the freak out begin.
Maybe I should count using the fetal age method which would mean the baby is still 28 weeks which has no mention of 3.
Repeating a curse that I learnt during the New Year period, God damn shit. :-P

ok lets be serious. No even serious I am starting to freak out.
ok forget the seriousness. Lets put the freak out on the side.

Our class schedule for the following months is crazy. We had a late pregnancy class last week which was about 2 hours and covered at a high level what goes on during labor and delivery and aftermath. (Did you know the baby's first poo is a black tar mess which is really sticky and hard to clean? lovely.)
There was an ahhhh moment or two in there especially when they talked about the hospitals preference for skin to skin contact for the baby and mother/father during the first couple of days, esp the first couple of hours. How gorgeous is the thought of having a naked lump of breathing baby on your chest? (as long as the tar poo is kept away!) (Did you know that this type of skin to skin care is becoming more prevalent and is called kangaroo care? it was invented in Bogota, Colombia http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2010/12/13/the-human-incubator/). Oh and another interesting thing is that it seems the mother's body temperature can adjust itself so that the baby is never overheated however the father doesn't have such a feedback loop and so the baby can overheat and so fathers if your kiddo starts sweating, you know why.

We also have a breastfeeding class (multiple people have told me how hard breastfeeding is, argh!!) and 3 childbirth classes and a new born care class. All petty much in Feb. So much!!

Meanwhile we are taking improv classes once a week, we have a dance class for Feb and I have two huge work deadlines by end of Jan.

My freak out makes more sense huh!