Seven days. I can handle that, right? RIGHT?!?
The event I'm coordinating is one week from today. Then I can have some of my sanity back. Maybe. I'm trying my best to draw boundaries and take care of myself (as everyone is wont to remind me) but most of my co-workers just don't understand the enormous pressure I'm under. I'm doing three, read 3, jobs, and I'm only one person with so many hours in the day. I promised myself when I got pregnant I wouldn't work overtime. As a salaried employee, I don't get overtime pay. So yes, I get work done but the price I pay in order to maintain my ability to do said workload is getting too high.
I'm stressed. I'm trying to remember to deep breathe and put everything into perspective, but really, that just scares the sh*t out of me. I'm on vacation from July 1-12. After that I have 8-10 weeks before my mat leave. That's it! So much to do and as usual, not enough time to do it in.
I'm trying to keep Bean as my priority. It's pretty hard to forget her when she's rolling around and kicking me. To answer your question Melissa, Bean resides fairly low most of the time and LOVES to sit on or kick my bladder. It's not helping the frequency of my bathroom visits. "People" say it gets better in your second trimester. Not for me. Between that and how often I have to go to the kitchen for food, I swear I spend half my day away from my desk. Not exactly helping the workload, but at least I have forced breaks.
Oh, and on a lighter note, I realized today that as my belly grows, I'm running out of room in front of my keyboard tray. It's fully extended. I'm not sure what possible solution there is because my arms are only so long.
Yes, every time I get caught up in other things in my life (namely, the stress of work), Bean brings me back to reality, in more ways than one.