Posts archive for: August, 2008
  • Mama mind chatter.

    My lord, this pregnancy lark is a whole knew world….. It’s hard to describe how I feel physically but it’s as if I have heated energy rushing around my abdomen. I‘ve decided to keep quiet about the pregnancy for the first 3 months as these are the most vulnerable weeks. The foetus is much more stable with less chance of miscarriage after that. I’m no spring chicken and I can’t help but worry a little about how my age will affect the child.

    It’s really hard being at work when I feel sick along with all the resignation drama. Whoever defined ‘morning sickness’ should be karate chopped! It lasts all friggin day! I bet it was a bloke that started that! Thank God for peppermint or ginger which works great for nausea. I also feel much less sickness since taking my prenatal vitamins.

    My belly often swells in the evening and goes down in the morning so I'm already having to adjust my clothing. No major moods swings yet though, a few tears while on the phone to mum one night but no urge to swing a machete around my husbands peanut head as yet.....

    Despite the baby being really little, it’s hard not to get attached. I talk to her (don’t know sex for sure but feel it’s a girl) during my car journeys to work... I tell her how lovely her dad is and how much she’ll love him when they meet. I also play her music in the car as they can hear around 23 weeks old. She’s bound to love Shirley Bassy as I keep blasting ‘I am what I am!'_Bean-sprout

  • cha cha cha changes...

    This last week has been the weirdest time of my life. I'm going from feeling happy at the prospect of having a cute little baby, to feeling insecure and overwhelmed. No matter how liberal your man can be, it does ultimately fall on the women to make it happen.

    Am I good enough to be a mother? Can I handle the pain of childbirth? How will it affect my relationship and will I still be the bedroom whore my husband loves after I‘ve given birth? What will happen to my punani? Will I become a ‘Tena’ lady??!? As much as i'll love the little bundle, will I resent not having my own space and time? OMG What about my shoe addition? I'll have withdrawal?? The truth is I’ll never really understand how much my life will change until it actually happens.

  • Doctor, Doctor! Is there a baby in the house?

    I make an immediate appointment to the see the doctor to find out the next step. I decided I would not go steaming in all guns blazing to talk about suing the hospital. I was told that my contraception had not been touched so why the fig am I now pregnant? I would take it real easy. I packed the plastic cigar still glaring at me from the bathroom along with some fresh pee in case of a retest.

    I don’t have to wait long before I‘m sat in front of a bald thickset Asian doctor. I explain that the hospital advised after my previous op that my coil had not been taken out. I had not had a period for 6 weeks and was now in procession of a positive pregnancy test? He explained that the coil was not 100% safe and said it is possible that it could still be inside. He had experienced babies which had been born without removing the coil but also had had situations where removal had brought on miscarriage.

    He was a little preoccupied with if would keep the baby or not and seemed quite relived when I said I defiantly would. He advised that the coil was normally removed during the procedure I had, but they should have replaced it and could not understand why I was pregnant. His first priority was to get me booked in for a scan to see if the coil was still inside. My instinct tells me that there is no coil but its better to sure.....

  • A great little surprise?

    Y'all know how stressed I’ve been the last few weeks about work so I weighed myself and was a little surprised that I was still 8.5 stone? Weight normally drops off me when I’m stressed.

    I was due to come on soon so I put it down to that. At the beginning of this week mama heaven told me something was up as I was a little late (which I never am), and my boobs were very swollen. There was no way I could be pregnant as I had little somethin’ somethin’ to stop that happening. Hang on, could anything have changed since my punani operation?

    I went into the shower and began thinking all sorts of things. Did they remove my contraception during operation and not tell me? Am I carrying a little bun? There was a whoooole lot of jiggy going on during the honeymoon and since we got back so there was plenty of fish in the sea!!! FUCK could I be? Ren had already gone to work so I decide to say nothing until later this evening.

    I had driven to work with my hand break on and buggered my car so he picks me up from work. Still annoyed with myself about the handbrake, I tell him in the car park about my disappearing IUD. He is unsurprisingly cool as usual and I suggest we get test. My instinct had already told me that I'm pregnant but I just needed the proof.

    It’s now 6.30pm and I'm staring down, watery eyed at what looks like a flat plastic tampon with lines inside little windows. Anyone who has had one of these in their hand knows exactly what I’m talking about. Well.... I didn’t even have to wait the length of time they suggest for the result. The window showed crystal clear that I was indeed pregnant........ 21.6.07

  • THE RESIGNATION !

    My boss had been off all week and I was dreading spending the time in the office with the buyer especially after he had been rubbishing me but it was not half as bad as I thought t was going to be. Funnily enough I was much calmer this week, but I think that’s because I had made up my mind to leave and would not have to deal with this place for much longer. Why was this happening to me? Why was I being challenged in this way and what was the bigger meaning behind this madness. Although I knew that the training was shit and he had been unfair in his assumption, I was still beating myself up about not picking things up immediately. As Thursday approached I slept less. Wednesday evening I tweaked the letter some more and picked out a stylish outfit for my resignation moment. It was important to me that she understood that she was not only going to loose a bright women but also a stylish one. I decided that I would tell her on her own when the buyer had gone to lunch. The morning dragged on, I said very little and went through different speeches over and over in my head as to what was appropriate. Despite being angry and upset, I still wanted to remain dignified without launching into a defensive torrent of abuse about how shit her training was and the buyer was dinosaur has been who can’t even spell spreadsheet.

    I didn’t anticipate them both going off to lunch together so I sent her an email asking her for chat when she got back so he would be less aware.

    My vision of it being a controlled dignified discussion went down the toilet as the pressure built up over the weeks (way before my honeymoon) sent out floods of tears. I expressed how unhappy I was in the role, and wanted to resign. I was feeling constantly overwhelmed by the responsibilities because the training had not matched the intensity of the requirements to do a good job. I explained that while I understood her intentions for telling me about the buyer complaining, I felt it was unfair based on the lack of training and the holidays they both had (leaving me on my own ) since I had been there. I was also extremely upset that in light of their absence and lack of 1 on 1 training, he still doubted my ability to the point where she was saying she had to ‘fight my corner??’ I surprised myself by being so emotional but I just couldn’t help it. I then went on to say how I had written a list of pro’s and cons list and the reasons to go was much longer. 6k pay cut, less holidays, longer hours, the driving etc etc etc. She was very upset and apologised profusely because of the training situation. If the main reason I would leave was because of the training and the Buyer situation, then she asked that I would give her a chance to rectify things. She had had really good feedback about me from other management and she could not let someone like me leave because of something she had failed to do. I was more than capable of doing the job. She was understanding about the money etc and said that would have to be my decision but promised sincerely that if the main reason was the training etc then she would intensify the training over the next few weeks to give me the tools I needed to do the job.

    She finally asked that I keep the conversation between the two of us, and take the weekend to think about things. Something tells me she would have been in deep shit if I left because of training as they were currently recruiting for 10 other people in the same position! If someone with my experience is leaving she would have had to answer some very awkward questions. Especially as I was close to the Operations Director!!

  • Work Stress.com

    After the events of Wednesday my nerves are back in that all consuming stressful place I promised myself I would never return to during the honeymoon.

    It has been really hurtful that the buyer has been saying about me when I had only been back 2 days from holiday. What is the bigger life lesson in this for me?? Despite being really hurt I don’t want to be bitter towards them and I’m looking for how I can use this situation to bring about a position ending.

    With hindsight I think my boss did me a favour by telling me what he had been saying as it made me see things for what they really are and stop trying to convince myself that I could stay in that position and be happy. I accepted the role when I was desperate for work after leaving HOF and there was no excitement for me about the new role. Maybe that’s what the buyer picked up on?? Even if I had been mildly bothered about the role, from what I see and hear from the other employees in the same role is that its not pretty. Many stay much longer than there working hours unpaid, the workload is extremely intense and there does not seem to be a lot of reward or recognition for this.

    I don’t think I really accepted just how much the House of Fraser redundancy hit me and this new situation has really knocked my confidence again. Although the redundancy was not personal this new issue in addition has brought up a lot old wounds of feeling like ‘the stupid nigger who can’t learn anything or succeed.’

    The bottom line is that I have compiled a list of reasons to stay and reasons to go and the reasons to go won. My boss is on holiday again until Wednesday so I hold off until she gets back. I’ll be writing my letter of resignation today and will hand it in during my update review on Friday.

  • Work Wanker.

    I‘m now back on British soil and feeling that depressive holiday come down. The dreaded thought of going back to work had bugged my brain since we took off from Miami.

     

    The first day back was ok as I just had a million emails to read but  yesterday, I left work feeling absolutely crushed. After I returned from lunch, my boss called me into a private meeting to tell me that her boss (the buyer) said he 'was not convinced' about my being right for the job! She acknowledged that a lot of it was down to her not doing the structured training she promised. But said he was getting on her nerves as she was  having to fight my corner!!!! Fight my corner? Fight my corner for what? I had had my review before going on holiday where although it was a bit of a shaky start, he seemed happy with what I was doing??? When did this all come from in my 2 days back. I had 250 emails to read on day one. I also to re-familiarise myself with everything and there was never a time that I sat on my arse doing nothing. I may not have always got the task priorities right in their eyes but I communicated what I was doing and there were no objections at any point...  Ahhh fuck this place!!  Why waist my energy! I'm so pissed right now; I can't even bring myself to write anymore......

     

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