Sometimes that's really all there is to say.
I start childbirth class tonight and to say I am terrified would be the understatement of the century. You see, I've had a sort of "ignorance is bliss" thing going on so far. It's not that I don't know how a baby is born. It's just that up until this point I have decided not to really consider how it was going to feel to happen to me.
That "choosing not to think about it" ends tonight. And it ends in a classroom full of strangers, sitting next to my husband who has not watched as many episodes of "A Baby Story" as I have. Let's hope neither of us: passes out, throws up, or laughs uncontrollably.
Prayers and good thoughts are much appreciated.