Do I really seem this innocent?

So, over the weekend I was kind of being playful on Facebook and here is the corresponding conversation.  Those of you who know me (insert all of you who read this blog) know, I would hope, that I was being facetious.  I was going to continue to follow up on this thread with Chris but...I just couldn't do that to Mr. Way-too-serious.  I had internet guilt.  I guess I'm just not cut out to be a troll.  I just thought you'd appreciate this.  I know I did. 

Male Birth Control, an unorganized rambling

So, as I sit here eating second breakfast I was quick reading some articles on break.  And I thought about a conversation that Ry and I had about male contraception last night that was spurred on by this (rather poorly written) article. 

Personally I'm all for birth control that is non-hormonal.  Having been a user of several different types of hormonal birth control for years (9 of them if anyone's counting), I can safely say that they do change you as a person.  They alter your moods and your body.  I feel much more in control of my emotions and my weight not taking them.  I am also for the most effective form of birth controls being cheap and easy to get. 

It seems like this male form of birth control is pretty cheap, easy, non-hormonal and REVERSIBLE, which should make it practically perfect, right? I think the reversible thing is a big deal. This is where Ry and my conversation really began. 

So, imagine that Planned Parenthood made this procedure easily available on college campuses.  Seems like a good idea, right?  Guys can get the procedure, not worry about getting their partner pregnant, both boys and girls graduate from college baby free, and when they are ready, boy can get procedure reversed and they can make new little people all they want. 

So, why isn't this the case?  Sexually transmitted infections (STIs, they aren't STDs anymore.  I'm not sure when that changed but it did).  The fear is that since after the procedure there is no worry about getting pregnant (this procedure touts a hard to believe 100% success rate) that the unprotected sex rates will run rampant and the spread of STIs will increase. 

The author of the article seems to feel that the reason it won't catch on here in the states is due to the issue being the control of women's bodies.  I know there's been a ton of stuff in the news, legislation and what not, about control of women's bodies from birth control to abortions but I feel that it's not what this is about.  This is about the fact that women get pregnant and men don't.  A woman knows if she's on the pill.  A woman knows if she's using some other type of contraceptive.  A woman is the one most at risk if a pesky little sperm finds it's way to her ripe and fertile egg.  A woman doesn't know if the guy has actually had this procedure.  She also doesn't know if he is preparing to become a willing donor of an STI. 

Now, I understand that there are different situations.  First off, if you are in a monogamous relationship, this is perfect (hoping you don't cheat).  It's cheap and easy and requires no surgery and no hormonal augmentation and is reversible.  I wish this existed when Ry and I were younger.  But if you are not in a long term relationship and you tell your date that you can't get her pregnant you are going to have to accept the fact that she should be skeptical.  How many times has a girl heard that one in the past?  I actually don't know, but I assume that douchy guys who are hitting every kegger on campus use this line. At least, that's what I've seen in movies, which is where I get all of my information about kids these days. 

I probably have more to say about this but...not right now.  I'm all for it, don't get me wrong.  My point is not about unprotected sex or STIs but that this is not a body control issue concerning women.  You know what I mean?

And I'm watching every move she makes

Welcome, me, to the third trimester.  I feel like I've been pregnant forever.  I just want a glass of wine.  I always want Ry to order some so I can have a few sips but he never does.  Cause he likes beer.  And I don't.  So, that makes me sad.  I need to go someplace with people who like wine who will let me lick the bottom of their glass, just for a taste.  Man, that makes me sound desparate.  I'm not.  Honest.  I just would like a little.  And I like the idea of licking the bottom of another person's wine glass.  Sexy. 

I hope you realize that was an attempt at making a joke.  A poor attempt.  Yet, my poor attempt. 

Something that has been bothering me a bit lately.  I've been reading a lot of "crunchy" mom sites.  Basically, from what I can gather is, that this meas you are an "all natural, medicine avoiding going back to the earth" kind of hippie lady and you are taking your family with  you.  The reason I'm reading these blogs is basically because it seems to be the best place to find good support for VBAC births and birth stories, as well as unmedicated birth stories, both of which I am considering for Seiry's birth.  My last pregnancy reading any birth stories at all made me terrified.  I felt that it would be much better if I just let the hospital and my doctor do what I was paying them through the nose to do and had a lot of faith in the system. 

Now, don't get me wrong, they saved Asher's life and probably mine, too.  But...I feel that this time can be different and maybe if I do it differently we won't end up in a similar situation.  I don't want to have a major surgery (C-section) as I've mentioned before.  I want to try to do this the "old fashioned" way. 

Anyway, I deviate.  This was about what ticks me off about crunchy moms, not about my birth desires.  Basically, most of these women (at least the ones who blog) are stay at home moms.  And I read over and over again the same basic feeling: if you are a mom who goes back to work, you love your child less then a crunchy mom who sacrifices a career, a life and showering on a regular basis.  Sometimes they don't come out and say it directly, and sometimes they do.  It drives me crazy.  Just because I NEED to make money, I have to go to work.  Do you think I don't want to spend the time with my child? I like to be able to support my family (insert feed and clothe) and live where I live (in my nice middle class house) and send my child to Montessori.  And you know what?  I like that I get to go to work. I get satisfaction out of my job and out of my home life.

So, basically, fuck you, self rightous jerk face crunchy mothers.  You have no right to judge me.  Also, please wear some fuckin deodorant when you leave the house.  It's (probably) not going to give you breast cancer. 

Na na na na na, I've got to go it alone

Good morning.  I'm feeling a bit uncomfortable today, too tight on the insides.  This baby is making it hard to breathe! 

It's been a tough weekend.  I hate holidays.  I really don't think I'm going to get into it other than the bullet points:

• All of the grandparents hate the name we picked.
• I think I'm changing the middle name a bit but we are still sticking with Seiry.  Maybe Seiry Rosali or Seiry Rosalind.  Rose isn't sitting right with me. 
• Ry is totally against my choices for the birth of this child and would prefer a C-section but....he said he'll support my decision even if it terrifies him.
• Asher is turning into a horrible little mean monster.  We are working on it. 
• Easter sucks and sugar makes a boy mean.
• I hate holidays.
• I'm overwhelmed at work (which is obviously why I'm writing a blog today)

So...I'm also sorry that my blog has turned into a diary.  A kind of public diary.  So, to make it a bit less diary-ish, here's some stuff I think is interesting.  Perhaps my fave five like felicia day?  Sure.  We will actually start with that. 

1.  The Flog on Felicia Day's new youtube site, Geek and Sundry.  Check it out. 
2.  I'm currently reading the 9th book in the Rachel Morgan series by Kim Harrison.  This book is soooo good.  Actually, they just keep getting better.  I love it.  Check them out, too.  It's good stuff. 
3. I haven't started yet but I just bought the new Mario game for my 3DS...I'm looking forward to starting it this week.  I just need to finish my book first. 
4.  I'm not in love with this song but I really think the video is pretty awesome: Turn me on by david Guetta featuring Nicki Manaj.  I'm a sucker for steam punk, what can I say.
5.  Another book recommendation, since I mentioned steam punk.  Check out the Cherie Priest series that starts with Boneshaker.  I've only read the first two so far, the next two are on my list.  Very good.  I mean, what's better than zombies and steam punk?  Not too much that I can tell... Also, her other series, Hellbent, is pretty awesome, too. 

There you go.  Five things I'm digging right now.  Sorry to steal from Felicia Day but...it was fun.  I'll do it again sometime. 

Spiders explode in your kalidscopic eyes

Just a quick post today.  I've been so super busy at work this week that since I didn't really have anything planned for work today (just a few small things) I feel a little unmotivated.  I've still be super busy but i kind of have been just zombified the last half hour or so.  I'm going to get back to my invoices soon, I promise.  I just wanted to talk.  And you know, it's not even about much of anything. 

I've been starting to have lots of achy back-ness.  That's not too fun.  But that's not a huge deal.  Jeh came over last night and chair massaged me, no lower back or anything, just upper back and shoulders.  But it was so nice.  And then I heat padded the lower back so things were all in all pretty nice. I told him to expect at least bi-weekly calls but maybe even weekly calls.  He's pretty inexpensive, if you are interested in getting a massage let me know and I'll hook you two up. He makes house calls. 

Getting ready for a busy weekend of family Easter visits.  I'll be glad when I'm through, I hate all the obligated visitation and going to my dad's when it's a zoo.  I'm sure it will be crazy.  I'm sure I'll have some good posts for you next week. 

Do you get that Seiry would be pronounced the same as Ceri?  I'm playing with names again.  Not changing the name, just the spelling and maybe making it a nickname short for Ceridwen.  Which i discovered today.  And am in love with.  Doesn't it look beautiful?  Ceridwen Rose Glowczewski.  And Ceri for short.  Ceridwen was the Welsh goddess of poetry.  And, you know, I think my parents will hate it even more.  But...it's in the vetting process.  Ry is rolling it around, deciding how he feels about it.  (the long version and changed spelling, I mean)

Anyway....only rougly 14 weeks to get lots of stuff done, her room is still in massive disarray.  We are going to paint it soon....hopefully....if ry ever gets over this stupid cold he has.  I've been sleeping on a cot in her room all this week because his sick snoring has been driving me crazy waking me up.  I'm not complaining, I'm sure I'm pregnancy snoring every night and he's kind enough not to pick on me about it...maybe he finds it endearing?  Uh-huh...sure he does...

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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.