So, wish me luck in my first day as Watershed Superintendent. It really happened so quickly I'm still reeling honestly. I'll take it one day at a time. I have interviews all this week. I really hope we have some good candidates.
Had easter with my mom this weekend. I didn't take photos because I was too busy helping my child spill easter egg coloring liquid all over the place. We had a grand old time. Poor Ry, though, he's been so sick the last week that he was miserable and just sat and catnapped on the couch while Uncle Mike and I just kinda did all the fun stuff with Asher.
My dad hates the baby name, too. He asked my step-sister-in-law if we just put random letters on a dart board and threw darts to make up baby names. He's closer with mine than hers, honestly. I didn't use a dart board, though. I'll tell you honestly, full disclosure, Seiry is the name of my dungeons and dragons character. Yeah, we went there. But it's a good name so who cares.
I've decided to hire a Doula for this birth. I'm very nervous about the whole thing, and I'm kind of going against Ry's wishes to just have an elective C-section. My mom, too. But...my body and I'm doing what I think is best for me and the baby. I don't want to have another C-section. They suck. Massively. I know, I know, evicting a 40 week 8 lb. parasite from your uterus via the vagina is also pretty un-fun...but...maybe less unfun then surgery? Especially when you also have to take care of that parasite in addition to the 3 year old parasite you also already have after the fireworks are done and hubby has gone back to work.
I'm currently looking for a doula. I have had some recommendations and put out some feelers on Friday but I haven't really heard anything back yet. I really want to find someone soon, I think it would make me feel better and reduce my stress. I also need a massage. I'm working on that, too. I don't want to share the gory details of my last traumatic birth with you all on here, just know that my first birth was like a scene out of movie Aliens and I'd rather not make a sequel. Doubly so because I've never looked as good as Sigourney in my undies.
Okay, back to work being a big bad superintendent. Actually, I'm going to lunch now, but you know, gotta feed my lovely parasite. She's asking for a baked potato in case you were wondering.