Chapter 6: In Which We Are Quite Surprised And More Than Slightly Pissed Off
My, my, my... What a strange day it has been - and it is still far from being at its end. I went to see the Baby's father (it is his birthday today) at his place for a cup of tea and such. We were supposed to have a civilised conversation on how we are going to handle this little situation of ours, exactly. Well, we ended up talking about my studies and working instead.
The guy had the nerve to insist on me to quit my job! Seriously! And this is even more outraging if you remember that it was he who got me this job.
I am not much of a feminist myself, but there is no bloody way I am going to quit my job and my studies just because I happened to get knocked up. Of course, I am going to stay home with the baby as long as it is required (at least until her first birthday, that I have decided), but that should be it.
Of course, I told this to Mr. Daddy also, and he seemed to understand. I think.
I. am. just. so. bloody. mad. at. him.
On a random note, I started reading a new book today. It seems quite boring, though, but I hope it will surprise me. Or something.
I think I need a good proper dosage of Philip Quast in order to calm down. Or a bottle of vodka, but I think the Baby would not like that, so I am going to stick to music instead.
The guy had the nerve to insist on me to quit my job! Seriously! And this is even more outraging if you remember that it was he who got me this job.
I am not much of a feminist myself, but there is no bloody way I am going to quit my job and my studies just because I happened to get knocked up. Of course, I am going to stay home with the baby as long as it is required (at least until her first birthday, that I have decided), but that should be it.
Of course, I told this to Mr. Daddy also, and he seemed to understand. I think.
I. am. just. so. bloody. mad. at. him.
On a random note, I started reading a new book today. It seems quite boring, though, but I hope it will surprise me. Or something.
I think I need a good proper dosage of Philip Quast in order to calm down. Or a bottle of vodka, but I think the Baby would not like that, so I am going to stick to music instead.