Hypnobirthing...really?

So after reading of a few magazines and reviews on Hypnobirthing I have come the conclusion that this is how I would love to give birth to my child, with Gods blessing of course. I first got the idea from reading a cover story on Tiffany Amber Thiessen's pregnancy. I must say it sounds interesting and although it will cost a pretty penny, I also seem to think that it will be beneficial for my partner and my sister-in-law who will be there for moral support (or to have an extra arm to rip off...). The class teaches you deep abdominal breathing and self hypnosis where the mother is still conversant and fully in control but just able to stay completely calm so that her body can produce endorphins that ease the pain instead of releasing stress hormones that contradict what the body is suppose to do naturally. Was that a run on sentence or what?!

So I never knew you can worry so much over someone you don't even know yet, but I think I found a good deal on this class and I believe it will be worth it. If I can bring my child into this world, calmly & quietly without drugs I certainly at least have to try! Don't hold me to it, maybe I'll scream for the epidural when I'm only 3 centimeters dialated...lol. Most importantly I believe that women are absolutely able to endure whatever pain God has put in your path, what did women do before medicine? Are we all just wimps, did we all just get lazy, or is the pain so bad that mind over matter wont really matter?

Well there is only one way to find out I guess and I believe that I will find out sometime in September =)

Making important decisions is an everyday thought that must occur...for instance something so small (and sweet) such as whipped cream...

Why Starbucks? Why must your whipped cream contain so much fat? Why must you taste so good with a little drizzled caramel? So for the sake of the child I carry I have opted out of ordering my drink with whipped cream and then "leaving it at the bottom" which I always end up eating with the straw anyway. But it's so delicious! OK, OK, I'm back to my senses. Ordering at Starbucks and saying "no whipped cream" should be a crime that way I would be forced to order and eat it...but one can only dream. Maybe I can talk to the therapist about making me not "want" whipped cream? Hmmmm...

Well my classes start June 24, for 4 Thursdays to follow. I'll give you guys my input and let you know how it goes!

Toddles!