Class has been dismissed!

Well, we are finally finished with our marathon of baby classes. I can honestly say, I feel a lot better (not about the pain part) and more prepared. I think Adam feels the same way. The only disappointment was that the teacher of the 5 week Childbirth Education class was such a loon. She was a nice lady and all, but the entire class could have been condensed way down and we heard entirely too much about her personal opinions. Of course, most of them were based around the fact that our doctors are idiots and want to do nothing more than strap us to a bed and deliver the babies with forceps. But, we did meet a lot of nice couples in the class and had a lot of laughs. I won't easily forget the sight of a middle age woman (the teacher) standing in the middle of a hospital hallway making labor sounds with complete seriousness. For about 2 minutes straight. You couldn't make this type of stuff up, and it always sent me into fits of uncontrollable laughter.

One bit of excitement during the last class is that one of the couples was missing. She was a few weeks before her due date, so we just thought they skipped class. About halfway through the class, her husband came in looking a little sheepish and told us that she had just delivered the baby that day, at 37 weeks. We were all very excited for them, and had lots of questions. Her water broke that morning, and for some reason he decided to go to work anyway and leave her at home to be in labor alone (she also considered going to work.) Can we say DENIAL? Anyway, she took a cab to the hospital by herself at noon, and this knucklehead still doesn't come home. He meets her at the hospital at 2pm, and she had the baby at 2:30pm. I would have killed him! I can't believe he almost missed the birth and that he left her home alone ALL DAY. Anyway, I guess all's well that ends well. They had a boy by the way.

That's about it. Grandma Karen is here tonight, she arrived today to start her "vigil" to await Baby's Schnell's arrival. They are leaving tomorrow for Vermont, so hopefully Baby S decides to stick to the schedule and arrive at some point well she is here over the next few weeks. I tried to tell him/her that it would probably mean a better Christmas gift if I went into labor while she was still here, but so far he isn't cooperating. Not listening to my good advice already!