Morning all :)
Thank you again for all the words of support :) I am feeling rather more pragmatic and less weepy today (although still worried about Teeny in there). I've packed DH off to the surgery with my little pot of wee, so we'll see what answers come back from that next week.
Today I am working on the proposal I am required to submit, outlining ways in which we can turn around the fortunes of the business. Except that as a territory manager I clearly require the input of those more senior in the company; when I asked at our most recent meeting what suggestions had come out of the various Board meetngs I was told "none", so that says it all really. Coupled with the fact that the letter I received yesterday outlines the downturn in the marketplace and the changing practices in our speciality for the future, it's clear (to me, anyway!) that there is no genuine intention to implement any of my suggestions. Added to that the fact that they want the turnaround to be well underway by January, and the fact that any "easy solutions" I offer would reflect badly on my performance to date (ie if it's that easy, why haven't I done it before now?), and I'm well and truly caught between a rock and a hard place. What I grudge most is their refusal to give me any kind of timescale; I could be handed 4 weeks' notice tomorrow or hear nothing further before Christmas. I suspect the former is most likely. I don't expect special treatment on account of being pregnant, but if they saw fit to bring it into the converstion in relation to cost of my ML, then I'd at least have expected them to continue to bear it in mind when they consider how to (badly) handle the situation. I've been made redundant once before, and it was clear that that particular company were very aware that they were dicing with people's livelihoods and acted promptly and transparently.
Anyway, baby is practising his Martial Arts this morning, so that's been nice at least. DH is still on the warpath, so I'm trying to play down how stressed I am because I foresee him kidnapping my Blackberry and ringing someone to Have A Word!
Have a lovely day, all of you!
17+2 (where is the time going?!)