So we had our second (out of three) Prepared Childbirth class last night. The class is fine. The first half is "textbook" stuff, the second half is breathing and relaxation techniques. What is NOT fine is this complete and utter idiot husband that is in there. I really cannot explain to you guys what an
asshat this guy is, so I will just give you a few examples:
1. The instructor went around the room wanting everyone to say what comes to mind when they hear the word pain. His answer: marriage.
2. He loudly complained about how he was getting no sleep because his wife was waking up in the middle of the night to eat. When the instructor asked if she was nauseated, he shook his head, pulled his nose up like a pig and make an "oinking" sound. Seriously.
3. His poor wife is Thai, and when asked if he spoke the language he said no, that it was the whiniest language he's ever heard, and he tries not to learn it so he doesn't have to talk to his mother-in-law.
These are just a few examples. He also cracks "jokes" throughout the entire class. Oh, and he is a security guard. And he wears his uniform to class.
Last night the partners had to give the moms massages during the breathing and relaxation time. Right about then I really felt like I was getting my money's worth! I did feel bad for Rob, who had to rub my feet after they'd been in sweaty ballet flats all day (
sorry honey!).
One of the funniest parts of this whole things is that Rob will eat or drink NOTHING in the hospital. Nothing. Mind you, we're in a classroom on the ground floor of the women's center, not up in a room on the contagious diseases floor or something. He will not even eat or drink anything that he brings in.
He was starving last night because he decided to not eat dinner before we went. He would not eat any of the (wrapped, in packages) crackers or granola bars they have for snacks, nor would he take a drink of my water I brought in. He says when I'm in the hospital he's going to keep some bottled water in the car and go out and get a drink when he gets thirsty.
Ok, I went to
Wal-Mart Friday night and was immediately reminded of why I don't go to
Wal-Mart. I couldn't find anything I was looking for. Except a rug I wanted for the living room. But nothing for the baby room.
I also took inventory of all her clothes.
Newborn1 dress
1 sleeper
2
onesies0-37 dresses
9 sleepers/
PJs11
onesies4 misc. outfits
3-62 dresses
6
onesies6-127 sleepers
2
onesiesGowns-4
Blankets-9
It seems like she has a ton of stuff! Especially 0-3. But what do I know? Is this a lot, moms?