Sunday, November 16, 2014

Telling my boss I'm pregnant, more like cry it to her.


With just finding out we were pregnant, I had much bigger fish to fry (WRETCH) sorry, that was my morning, noon, and night sickness kicking in even at the THOUGHT of  s.e.a.f.%.#.d  

My semester would begin in one short week, with orientation and open house for school happening.  Lets put it this way, I am grateful for the four walls and ceiling provided.... that was it.  Monday came, I could do nothing but flip through my Teacher books that I JUST received :)  Tuesday came and the carpet crew is still no where to be seen....  I don't freak out here... Wednesday morning comes, I begin clawing at my face of the time constraint, all the while battling my ALL day sickness of this microscopic Wombmate that has so gladly entered my life.  Just as I thoguht I was holding it together so well, these lovely new hormones that I have never experienced before have begun to creep up slowly and sets in the form of anxiety.  Wow, I mean real anxiety.

I had to get out of my bare-boned classroom.  I had to cry.  The tears came.. flooded the campus,  the Ocala town square, then watered the capitals new gardens at the White House.  It was too much.  I wanted everything to be perfect and set up with lemonade and cookies for when the parents of my third grade class arrived to meet me their child's teacher for the first time.  Well, I dry up my fountain of snot and wipe that last of my well put makeup that has streaked all down my face and neck, and go find an agenda for this busy bee.

Darn if these horomones keep me from my teacher composure.  Soon as I walk into the classroom of a trusted fellow teacher, to put my restless hands to some form of a task, I lose it.  Oh man did I lose it.  She stands there with much love and open heart in waiting for me to speak... and I was in a dilemma.  Do I chalk it up to less than 35 hours away from my parents walking into my room that does not even have carpet?  No, gosh that is silly and I need to get control!  Or do I spill the beans, hopefully not throw them up (WRETCH) sorry, everything is a trigger... 

All I could say through my sobbing.   "I'M .... PREGNANT!!!"  She squeals with delight and gathers me in her welcoming arms.  

For crying out loud, give the stressed out pregnant lady a hug!!!

Later on in the day, the carpet people finally make their MUCH anticipated presence known.  A bit later, I'm still in tears, AARRGG I can't stop crying, I am such a wreck, I should have gone home to attempt a nap (I NEVER NAP), but I am pretty sure being at home and not seeing what was going on would have surely made my head fall off and my toes dry up from my eyes needing all the water.

Boldly I wait (YEAH RIGHT!!! BOLDLY!!!! HAHAHA)  Then, my boss comes around the corner just as the taillights of the carpet crew are seen diminishing in the distance.  She takes one look at me, never breaks her smile, the smile that holds the whole school together, and well, shoot, what do ya know.... I LOST IT!  She gently rubs my arm and says nothing.  How patience a woman she is, and makes me think, "WHAT IS HAPPENING TO ME!!  I almost ALWAYS HAVE CONTROL WHILE IN PUBLIC!!"

Of course, I cracked like the Grand Canyon just the same with the previous teacher.  My boss is so gentle, like a feather floating on the clouds that wipes away all hurt.  She is so good, I hope I am just like her when I grow up :)

She had only two words for me accompanied by her ever so graceful smile and much needed hug: "I know."  She is like a Hoover vacuum.. That woman, she is too good ;)

Praise the LORD.  I just needed to be a woman and tell someone of my life-changing event, AND see my desk, printer and computer in my room pronto!!  All was well once I wound my self back together enough to drink the water fountain dry, and staple my welcome packets.

Let's just say, I had a loving and helpful husband help me pull it all together the next day.  It was all hands on deck with him, and a few other fellow teachers and eager students that helped me pull of getting my room as ready as it could.

In no way, did my stress level and raging need to eat later that night, almost rip the head off the waiter that was taking too long in getting my food order to my ravaging and starving child growing inside.  Goodness, did he get the "TEACHER EYE / FEED THE PREGNANT LADY NOW NOW NOW" as he set the to go order down in front of my once again welling eyes.   

Needless to say, I just needed a hug and a meal to see the night a success.  Thank God.  It was over and ended in success with the parents, and my boss :)

Holy smokes.  I'm pregnant!

Till next time,
Mrs. Lee and Baby





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