Saturday the DDH and I went to childbirth class. This was helpful and reassuring while at the same time terrifying. By the end of it, I decided that going without an epidural sounded less horrifying than having one. I cannot cannot cannot bear having my legs constricted or unable to move. Even when I'm freezing in the dead of winter, I have to wiggle my feet out from under the covers so they feel free. The idea of being conscious but unable to use my legs is pretty much my worst nightmare.
This opinion is subject to change once I actually know how badly contractions hurt, however.
Oh, and also the DDH tells me I can't listen to Christmas carols during labor and delivery because it won't be after Thanksgiving yet. I tell him that when it was his turn to push out a giant baby through a tiny bodily orifice, then he could listen to whatever painful dubstep nonsense he wanted, but in the meantime I should be able to listen to whatever I choose. He counters that listening to Christmas carols during the birth of a non-God-baby was a bit presumptuous. I point out that it's not like Mary was cranking up Mannheim Steamroller in the stable. We'll see where this ends up.
Anyway. We also bought some wedding presents and generally ran around doing useful errands.
Most importantly, of course, and the part everyone wants to see: the DDH got some more work done on the nursery.
To recap, this is where we left it, with a twice stained floor:
|I'm sorry for the ridiculous glare, but I can only photograph|
from the doorway most of the time, and there are no blinds
or curtains on the window at the moment.
Then he tacked up all the sanding dust:
|I swear it looked different IRL once it was de-dusted, even|
though the picture looks the same.
And gave it a coat of polyurethane sealant:
|Here the upper left corner is done. You can see where|
the shiny ends and the non-sealed part begins.
|Still kind of shiny, and also still a pretty color.|
...which means we'll still have to install new baseboards, paint, buy and set up furniture, decorate...good thing T-Rex still has eight weeks to go.
Meanwhile, with the DDH's help I'm working on my own little project for the room. Would you like a peek?
How was your weekend? Working on any fun, exciting, or lengthy projects?