What's Up...
I haven't posted in while, and if I don't do it soon, it probably won't get done for awhile. I'm 38 weeks today, and although I don't want to be later like I was with Nathan, I'm so not ready YET. We're still trying to get the nursery put together and the living room is a complete disaster. I have to go through all the boxes in Nathan's closet to see what clothes/toys/etc I saved.
Tomorrow is my last day of work, and I have really mixed feelings. When I say that tomorrow is my last day, it's not probably just my last day before "maternity leave", but probably my last day. PERIOD. I've been wondering for awhile whether or not they were going to have me back after the baby, and last week I finally asked my boss (since he basically hasn't even acknowledged that I'm pregnant since I told him in December and he said "well, congratulation, I guess, if this is a GOOD thing!") Well, when I asked, he said "I'm not legally obligated to hire you back or to hold a job for you, so it will all depend on whether or not you want to come back, if we want you back or if there's a job available for you. So we'll just have to wait and see and then start over at that point." I may be wrong, but that sounds like a big fat NO to me. So, here I am, having moved to this horrid city FOR THIS JOB, and now I have to try to find something else. There are no open jobs in my field, so I'm going to have to find something else, which is going to be difficult enough, without the added pressure of knowing that I was making more than 2x what Paul makes, and that without my salary, we're in BIG trouble. I'm trying very hard not to be too bitter, and trying not to stress too much about it, since I'm already stressed about the aforementioned state of the house. For now, I guess I should just enjoy my "vacation" and work on getting the house in order and getting some rest. I'm really looking forward to meeting this little guy - I just hope that he doesn't arrive before Paul gets a space cleaned out in the nursery and the crib put together!
Sorry for the rambling. There is very little cohesion to my thoughts today :)
Tomorrow is my last day of work, and I have really mixed feelings. When I say that tomorrow is my last day, it's not probably just my last day before "maternity leave", but probably my last day. PERIOD. I've been wondering for awhile whether or not they were going to have me back after the baby, and last week I finally asked my boss (since he basically hasn't even acknowledged that I'm pregnant since I told him in December and he said "well, congratulation, I guess, if this is a GOOD thing!") Well, when I asked, he said "I'm not legally obligated to hire you back or to hold a job for you, so it will all depend on whether or not you want to come back, if we want you back or if there's a job available for you. So we'll just have to wait and see and then start over at that point." I may be wrong, but that sounds like a big fat NO to me. So, here I am, having moved to this horrid city FOR THIS JOB, and now I have to try to find something else. There are no open jobs in my field, so I'm going to have to find something else, which is going to be difficult enough, without the added pressure of knowing that I was making more than 2x what Paul makes, and that without my salary, we're in BIG trouble. I'm trying very hard not to be too bitter, and trying not to stress too much about it, since I'm already stressed about the aforementioned state of the house. For now, I guess I should just enjoy my "vacation" and work on getting the house in order and getting some rest. I'm really looking forward to meeting this little guy - I just hope that he doesn't arrive before Paul gets a space cleaned out in the nursery and the crib put together!
Sorry for the rambling. There is very little cohesion to my thoughts today :)