It's been quite a changeable time both at home and at work. I reached a milestone birthday when I turned 40 (hence the reason for getting pregnant - it was a now or never decision) whilst at work our Head of College is retiring and a new dynamic head is soon to take over. The relaxed, laid back male head is being superseded by an efficient, female replacement. So everything is becoming topsy turvey all at once. Isn't it always the case?
To top it all my husband is now panicking and starting to build our extension, so that there will be room for the new arrival, due in July. This means extra expense and the hassle of trying to find room in the house for all of the junk/computer/tumble drier etc that is in our existing extension in order that the new and improved one can be joined on. Great timing. I am getting fatter and more tired by the day - even the kids have taken to quoting me: "I can't do that coz I'm pregnant" (yes I am milking it). I will also be on less money once I go on maternity leave as I can’t add to my income with extra hours here and there, so he will have to work harder to help pay for all of this work. Great.
In the meantime, in work there are lots of changes underfoot both within the department as "new, improved" policies are implemented and within the college as everyone awaits the new boss with baited breath. It is great to be busy though as it helps to keep my brain alert, though difficult trying to stop myself from getting sidetracked by baby thoughts. Still my line manager is really supportive and is keen for me to return after the baby comes.
So there it is. What should be a stress free and enjoyable time is actually going to be spent in a flurry of building supplies, cement mixers and cramped conditions at home and turmoil, upheaval and stress at work.
Why do we do it I wonder? Because when we first see that newborn bundle of joy and smell that wonderful baby smell, all of the stresses and strains melt into insignificance!
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Oh my god! i forgot what it was like having a baby, 11 yrs ago is a long time. She is my world though, i only have to look at her face and all the stress goes away. However, cant say much for my partner at the moment cos he is just being so selfish with me. He is argueing with me all the time and blaming me for his stress. at the minute i couldnt care if we split up cos he isolates me anyway.
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