Monday, August 01, 2005

I can so lift my legs.. Just watch me!

Today was the first of four Hypnobirthing classes. I showered, got dressed and discovered I was in a really good mood, until the flat tire.

I went to pick Melissa up from work to go to class. Upon arrival at her office, there was a guy on a scooter yelling at me, "Hey lady, do you know your tire is flat?" I wanted to yell back, "Yep, I like driving on flat tires so I can ruin it and pay for a new one!" I didn't say that but I cussed like a sailor, because this was the second flat tire in less than 10 days, and I knew the dealer would still not have a placement in stock. This meant at least 2 trips to the dealer and aggravation. The part that made me angry, is the "flat indicator" light did not come on!

Needless to say, there were several words I cannot post on this blog, coming out of my mouth at an alarming rate. Not that I mind changing a tire, but I don't want it as a career! The other part, is living in DC allows all kinds of "helpful" citizens telling me how to change the tire! Did I mention how hot it was today??

So, here I am changing the tire, sweating profusely, cursing up a storm, across from the DC courthouse. I could have been committed if the right judge had been nearby.

The tire got changed, I circled back around to get Melissa, who decided to walk a couple of blocks to go back to work. I am in such a bad mood and my inner thoughts went something like this.

"(Curseword) hyponobirthing!"
"This (curseword)is not going to work!"
"Why does Melissa have to read so (curseword)much?"
"Hypnobirthing my (curseword)!"

So, after an hour or so drive, we find something to eat, and find the woman's house. I sit my overtired, now grungy, grumpy butt down into a chair and begin to once again learn about birth.

Then it happens. The instructor goes through a script, which actually relaxes me. Then she "suggests" my legs are so heavy, I can't lift them. My response was "Yeah right!" However, as I tried to prove her wrong, I discovered I could not move my legs. By the time she got to "you can't open your eyes," I was a bit humored and a bit ticked. I wanted to say, "I can so lift my legs! Just watch me!" But, I was in a hypnotic state and couldn't speak.