|... by kama'aina mama
... We are so terribly conditioned in our culture that childbirth is painful, awful, impossible without LOTS of drugs and it is hard to overcome that even when you intellectually know better. Deep inside your brains boogeyman closet is every horror story, every birth on ER or wherever else and they are just lurking there, waiting to distract you from your normal, healthy birth.
True, yes, okay ... but deep inside of me is also the incredible irony of me
... we're talkin' me
here ... insisting on NO DRUGS. Me. Who never met a drug she didn't like ...
My brother was apoplectic (read: he was laughing so hard he couldn't breathe and almost threw up) the first time I told him I absolutely positively under no circumstances wanted any drugs.
That was a long time ago. Have not been watching the walls melt for many years now, the irony is gone ... so here I sit, getting over myself ... :LOL
|... by kama again ...
... Do you feel like your DP is on board with you? Are they willing to make the time to practice your relaxation techniques with you? In your previous labors have them been great support or just sort of 'feh'? I think husbands make great labor support, but not all do. If they aren't comfortable doing, aren't willing to prepare, etc... a doula is a good idea ...
Ya' know, not entirely. And we've been discussing a doula a lot lately, as a Very Kind Mama from here (who also sent the HB book ...
) suggested a doula-in-training might be possible (as insurance won't cover one and we can't afford it otherwise) ... and he's actually a bit offended.
Can you believe it? Am at the moment thinking he's beyond a jerk, but he's my DH, so I won't verbalize that.
But seriously, he's being really difficult about it, and I can only imagine that while I'm in labor he'll be sulking in the corner of the room and just stressing me out even more ...
Maybe *he* should get the drugs ... :LOL
am hoping HB will help me, though am just doing it with the book, no classes, and DH isn't cooperating with that, either.
: He actually said to me something along the lines of, "Well, you're not exactly the laugh-at-pain type, are you."
Talk about unhelpful.