So after having several doctors tell Murray and I that we would never be able to procreate without spending gobs of money and using way too many drugs, I have found myself in the family way. Yippee! Sort of.
For various reasons, which I don't really want to get into here, I'd been given the impression that my employer would be less than thrilled about hearing that I'm planning a maternity leave. Unfortunately, I was not wrong. There was no congratulations (not even a half-hearted one), just a discussion on how they're supposed to deal with this "problem."
Part of me is kind of mad because this baby is something that I should be really excited about and instead I had to spend the last couple of months in a state of extreme anxiety about how my bosses would take it. And now that it's out in the open...well let's just say that it's hard to be happy about something when the people around you are making it obvious that what you're happy about is a huge inconvenience for them. Actually, it really sucks.
At least I get to come home to a supportive husband and a great kid who remind me every day of what's really important. Jobs (and bosses) may come and go, but your family is yours forever.
1 comments:
Awww, it is not nice when something so amazing isn't treated as the miracle and joyous occasion that it is. Sounds like you have the right perspective though, try to hang on to it throughout the remainder of your pregnancy!
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