You're Fired

It's the 11th day of the year and it's already been a roller coaster.
At 4:30pm yesterday I was called into my bosses office. The Director of Human Resources was there. I didn't think anything of it. I didn't think it had anything to do with me. After 20 minutes of talking and questions, etc...I was fired. I was fired for innappropriate conduct. There was an incident about 2 weeks ago where a group of my subordinates and other from the office were joking around about a vibrator that was bought for an individual. I was singled out because I am a supervisor, and I should have told them to stop. Apparently someone overheard the laughter and joking and reported it as sexual harassment. The entire incident was in no way sexual. But, that's how it went down.

This morning I had my first HCG Beta draw for the little bean. It came back at 148 which is an excellent number of 15 days past ovulation. It's true---I really am pregnant. I will go back for another set of labs on Friday and hopefully my first ultrasound on the 23rd.

I'm trying not to stress about being unemployed. I doubt that I can collect unemployment. I doubt that I can find a full time job, and even if I do I will lose it when I have the baby because I won't be covered under FMLA. I've never considered being a stay-at-home mom, but maybe this is the path I am being lead down. I do love taking care of the house, and being involved in the community, etc. I think if financially we are able to swing it, maybe I will give it a go. If I don't find a job in the next month, maybe I will try a temp agency until I deliver just to save up some money. Maybe I'll just pick up a part time job. I'm not exactly sure. We will figure it out as we go.

One thing I am endlessly grateful for is a husband who loves me all the time, no matter what. He does not judge me, belittle me, or make me feel bad for losing my job. Thankfully most people understand that it was just an unfortunate circumstance which I don't know enough details about and I was made an example of. My husband constantly reminds me that "we will figure it out" and "everything will be fine".

I believe him.