ffs- spent ages typing then bloody laptop decided to update itself and shut down.
Start again.
Laura- v mean of NHS to deprive you of mn- I wouldn't have coped without it. Cannot conceive of sitting down for more than about half an hour any more, so impressed you are still considering exams.
I have two change bags- brown leather petit planet affair I bought when I found out I was pregnant last time and new red spotty boden job which will be perfect for summer. I also have two change wallets- one for me/granny/random chilcarer and one for DH's man bag.
"Preparing for birth" class last night a bit of a waste of time...they said it was three hours long (I took pillows, very wisely, but was still bloody uncomfortabl) but it could have been done in an hour and a half. The only good thing was the DVD tour of the delivery suite (they don't do tours anymore because of risk of infection)- all the delivery rooms are ensuite with giant bath tubs, with birth balls, bean bags, cd players, loungers for partners etc. So at least I now know what I'm going into...
I sat at the back so that I could get up and walk around yet every time I moved, all the husbands/partners tutted, and every time the mw asked a question, or asked if we had any questions, they all sat there with blank faces like we were all back at school. God forbid you asked a question, then you got more tutting and glaring....and they were all first time parents. I had loads of questions but realised fairly early on that I'd have to ask them during the break time. In fact I burst into tears on the mw. I am trying to reconcile how I am going to have the active labour they favour whilst also having the epidural that they have insisted I will need...got some answers and lots of reassurance, which is good, but so frustrated by every body else. WTF were they there for??? Bloody glad I have NCT classes to go to as well. Sorry- bit of a rant!