Showing posts with label ante-natal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ante-natal. Show all posts

Thursday, 17 January 2008

NCT Ante-Natal, take 2

Had our second NCT ante-natal class tonight. Sue and I both missed the Tuesday NHS one, with work commitments. Hoping to go next week!

At NCT we talked about the drugs you'd use during labour, what labour meant to the blokes and what the women would go through.

At one point we talked about administering Vitamin K (helps with blood clotting) to the new born, as the child will be born with rather low levels. This got me worried (oh HERE we go!) about haemophilia in the baby. Of course, the administering of the vitamin CAN lead to childhood leukaemia, so there's another concern.

We're having a good time in the small class, but I think Sue's becoming a bit put off as there's lots of exercises to get you thinking about things. I quite enjoy having to think about what exactly labour might feel like or the pros and cons of an epidural. If we were just told, there's always the possibility you'd tune out or doze off.

Looking forward to next week!

Thursday, 10 January 2008

NCT AnteNatal classes

Did our first ante-natal class tonight and it went quite well.

As the topic was on labour, all my worries and fears about money and whether we'll give birth to a drug dealing chav were replaced by all sorts of labour-related worries.

We discussed the pros and cons of home birth over hospital birth, got to know some other new parents to be (and realised we're the only ones in the class not going to Mayday hospital in Croydon), shared some tea and biscuits and basically figured out that come labour time, there's going to be no rest for the wicked or the parents to be.

First time labour can last up to 24 hours, so I'm gearing up for quite an emotional day or two come early March.

Not sure what we're discussing next week, but I'm looking forward to it.

Tuesday, 8 January 2008

Anti Natal

Now that we're back from Oz and feeling healthy, it's all guns a blazin', babywise.

Last week our NCT ante-natal classes started. We were on a plane so obviously didn't go.

This morning, our first NHS class kicked off. I didn't go.

Sue's decided to suss out the NHS one to see if I really need to take the next eight or so Tuesday mornings off. She's a tad worried about looking like Betty no-father-for-baby but a phone call from or to her this arvo should figure that one out.

Apart from the classes to teach us how to breathe and such, we now have to begin the crusade to get the flat baby-friendly. This is going to be an immense uphill battle as we're both kinda wishing we could move instead of dealing with a flat was too small for two.