Movement at the station

Well i haven't written here for a while but here is the short version of what has been happening over the last couple of weeks.

The day before i went to Melbourne was really crappy. I was doing something for my big boss that needed to be down straight away and i heard the other staff bitching that i hadn't down something for them...which wasn't urgent and could wait a few hours. Now i really hate what happened next because i went to an all girls school and i can handle bitching, but i burst into tears and couldn't stop crying, damn pregnancy hormones i really hate them...but things turned out alright in the end.

Melbourne trip was awesome and i was glad to see my sister. But yet again pregnancy hormones came into effect and i ended up crying the first night i was there because i missed DH too much, i didn't think it would effect me as much as it did, and when he came and picked me up from the airport i ended up crying again. But i can say this that Baby doesn't like flying at all and ended up kicking me hard when ever we took off or landed.

So it is really amazing to feel the movements i guess throught of knowing that your pregnant and it is just the thought but actually feeling it now and seeing that your belly is becoming bigger gives you that sense of that it is real again and i guess you get that feeling through out the pregnancy and i think i will get that again at my scan next week...i can't wait to see it again and find out the sex.

And i thought yesterday was hard...i thought wrong

After yesterdays hard day, today i think that i had a major melt down. I got into work at 0630 and there were already people there waiting to be checked in and then from there it was like chaos, the phone didn't stop ringing and people kept pressing the buzzer to come in. The nurses didn't stop and because i am the only admin in the ward i couldn't have a break let alone a drink of water (this can't be healthy for the baby). I just don't know what else i can do, if i go on a break the work doesn't get done and patients don't get checked in and if i don't go on a break it doesn't help me or baby. It really sucks!

But anyway after this really crappy day i got home and laid down on the floor and started crying. DH laid down on the floor with me while i sobbed to him how bad my day was and how i don't think i will be able to last til October when i want to take maternity leave. I feel like i need to talk to someone who has been in this postion before or to see my doctor to see what i should be doing in this situation as i don't think it is right...maybe he might be able to write me a letter to say that i need at least 2 breaks in a day or to say that i need to go to light duties so that i am not so run off my feet. Ahh we will see you never know what might happen but i do know that i am soooo looking forward to next week and seeing my sisters.