I feel

I feel like a failure.

I am a failure and carrying, nourshing and bringing my child into this world safely.

I am a failure at getting pregnant - something that should just be my RIGHT as a woman.

I am a failure at keeping a job as well evidently. 

I learned my lesson and will not work for a small company ever again if I can help it.  I thought when I took the job that it would be a good thing, small family owned, that they would be a good place to work.  But they are not subject to all those pesky laws regarding medical treatments and procedures not being allowed to be used against you.  Anyway, don't want to bitch about that too much don't want anyone to find out about this blog that I used to work with. 

I have the weirdest feeling over the last week.  While I am freaking out about the not having a job thing, I am happier than I have been in a really long time.  Not having to go to a place every day that makes me miserable has helped my depression so much!  Just keeping my fingers crossed that it won't take me that long to find something else.  Really really hoping.  Chris says he's not worried so I am trying to keep a positive attitude, I've never had a problem finding a job before so - here's hoping that continues!

Hope everyone has a good week.