Push em out! Shove em out! Waaaaay out! ...

J: Not yet. But we finally got to go to a childbirth class. There were three other couples besides ourselves: two really quiet ones
D: And one that reacted about as much as Joy. As a performer, I'm very thankful for the woman I married, who is willing to react and respond as an audience. It's very gratifying and several people we have seen perform or present have felt so.
J: We didn't realize they were going to feed us, but we like the food we brought for ourselves too.
D: We actually woke up for this one. Thanks to Joy's allergies and weird schedule, we've been going to bed around 2 most nights and sleeping until 10 or noon, so waking up at 6:30 was a real stretch. But we made it, AND stayed awake in a very warm room for several hours. Clearly, my graduate school training has served me well. ;)
J: I wasn't even grouchy, which was a bonus. I was surprised that there were so many sweets there because when we first met with our doctor, he recommended I eat no more than 2 servings of starches a day!
D: A mild Atkins diet for 9 months. I told our nutritionist about his plan and her reaction was classic. When she ordered Joy back on a sensible diet, I told my darling that if we want to follow the baby doctor's diet that we should stop paying the nutritionist. That argument seemed to eventually win her over.
J: That, and my love of starches and recent dread of meat, which has been getting better.
D: She's been enjoying the meats I've been cooking for dinner, and didn't even gag at the smell of cooking chicken tonight.

J: We have a very talkative nurse. She happened to be the one teaching the class. Despite her semi-laryngitis, she was able to talk all day.
D: In addition to learning about the process of giving birth and her own experiences with it, we also learned about her struggles in raising her children
J: two boys and a girl.

J: I felt like I learned some good things, and we were given a book that we can read together and discuss it some more later, which I think will be valuable. I very much hope that our baby waits to come until 36 weeks, because if it comes sooner then we have to go to a specialist. We just finished 33 weeks of pregnancy.
D: Our nurse's praise for our doctor seemed legendary. According to her account he must have the gift of prophesy, ordering a C-section when other people saw no cause only to discover the just when they opened mommy up.

D: Our favorite moment was near the end when she brought us in to the OB section of the hospital. She had been praising the head OB nurse, Judy, as we walked in (and before that too). Judy, hearing the tail end of this, told us "don't believe a word she said." So my darling Joy, ever the literalist, asked: "So your name isn't really Judy?" The nurses were practically doubled over as Judy declared that she would have to keep an eye on my wife.
J: It was a well spent day. When we got home we had a couple of hours before it was time for Derrill to leave again for a stake priesthood meeting. He really spent all of his day out of doors. Since our rental car this week is a minivan, Derrill volunteered to help carpool to the meeting.
D: No reason anyone elses' mileage should suffer for it.

J: I spent most of the rest of Saturday night resting then did a little getting ready for the Sabath day before Derrill got home.