So, apparently she's gotta come out.

Last night was our first 'Child birth' class. It was good. Poor Nick is so scared of the delivery and him passing out during the entire process. He's fearful of hospitals in general, well, hospitals, sterile environments with people running around in scrubs, needles, etc. I thought the prenatal visits were good for him because it was "breaking him in" for what's to come. Up until last visit. He got warm and wasn't feeling well while waiting for the last visit.

Anyway, last night was good. We went. He felt like a dork toting around a pillow and towel to the hospital. Luckily, we sighted a fellow future Dad carrying the same goods into the facility with his pregnant wife.

I actually learned a few new things last night, which was good. I couldn't imagine taking the abbreviated course (Friday night and all day Saturday) as 2 hours last night was plenty of information for my brain to take in. The class went by pretty quickly. I like this instructor much better than the other course instructor (we were stuck with her twice!).

The best part about this whole thing? We were encouraged to practice relaxation techniques in which I get as comfortable as I can and Nick is to do whatever it takes to help me relax. Last night, during the "exercise" in class, I got to close my eyes, do some deep breathing while Nick rubbed my shoulders.

Now, if only I can stay that relaxed as the contractions come on!

31 weeks, 1 day