I had an MVA in September for our first pregnancy. I went back to work two days after because I had little choice due to the timing - teacher and it was the start of term. I thought I was fine.
It’s been a horrible term for one reason and another work related. This week I have hit a wall with tiredness and no tolerance for adults and young people with no respect. I had a good chat with my boss and have taken some time off.
I just feel really sad that I should be approaching five or six months pregnant now, enjoying our last Christmas as a two and thinking what next Christmas could have been like. I’m 45 now and the pregnancy took years to achieve, and I doubt we’ll do it again. It also feels like everyone at work is bloody pregnant, including those who moaned about their firsts all the time or whose relationships are far from perfect. It’s not fair. I know I sound like a five year old.
No point to this post really. I guess I just needed to say it to people who might understand.