I do believe last I talked with you all about birthing choices, we were set on driving over an hour to get to a hospital so natural-birth-friendly that they had birthing tubs and doulas on staff.

And it was a great hospital. They answered all the questions right. Had everything I’d ever want in a hospital.

The thing is… I’d rather not spend time in any hospital, no matter how closely it meshes with my philosophies.

But homebirth is still out. (I knew your mind would go there.)

So since I have to be in a hospital, I’ll choose the closer one so I can do the majority of my laboring at home. If I had to drive over an hour to get to the hospital, I’d have to get there pretty early in labor. Which would mean spending a lot of time there.

I’d rather have another Benjamin Labor where I show up 9.5cm dilated and have the baby an hour later.

I may not be able to have a Home Birth, but so help me, I’m gonna have a Home Labor. The comfort, the familiarity, the distractions, the room to move, the things to do, the lack of intrusions…

So I’m prepared to have my baby in a hospital that’s not as prepared for me as I’d prefer. Don’t get me wrong, they’re prepared… prepared for emergency, prepared for pain medication, prepared for continuous monitoring, prepared for C-sections…

…But not so much prepared for me.

So I’m bringing my own support group.

Josh and I are enrolled in a Bradley class. We’ve already taken two classes and I love how much I’ve learned! When I told people I was taking a childbirth class, they were pretty much shocked. And, truth be told, I was embarrassed. This is to be my third delivery. Shouldn’t I know everything about it by now?

Nuh uh.

For example, I didn’t know spending too much time on a couch all hunched over could put baby in the position for back labor (ouch!). And tailor-sitting (Indian-style) on the floor helps baby get into the position he was meant to be in, along with strengthening the PC muscles which not only will help me not pee when I sneeze, but does great stuff during labor, as well.

And I’m all for not peeing while sneezing. It would be great if I could get back to that stage of my life…

Anyways… all that to say, we’re taking Bradley classes. Husband coached childbirth. Makes sense, doesn’t it? If they’re going to be there, coaching you, shouldn’t they should at least have to take a class about it? I’ll have to share more about the classes as I learn. So far we’ve only gone over exercises and nutrition. 🙂 Ten more classes to go!

The second part of building my support team is to find a Christian doula who can help us find our heads in the craziness of a hospital birth. Someone who can explain to us what’s going on, who can see thing we’ll likely miss (as we’ll be consumed with me, naturally). Someone who can be a constant in the sea of nurses coming in and out. Someone who is there in labor as well as delivery. Someone who not only understands natural childbirth, but also the desire behind it, and is passionate about helping me achieve it. Someone to give us ideas when our minds go blank (what? labor affects your ability to think?)

And I know you don’t have to be a Christian to be all of the above, but I also want someone who can pray for me. If there’s ever a time I need prayer, I think labor would be it. I want someone who believes God made my body to do this.

So that’s where we are. Who else out there is pregnant, by the way? What are your plans?