Today I'm going to need a miracle to keep me going. I'm depressed to the point of giving up. I picture myself walking off my job and walking away in whatever direction my feet will take me and never turn back.
Work has been quite a hassle. I was on bed rest yesterday and didn't go to work. I'm back today and I feel like I'm being picked on and possible watched as far as them trying to find something to get rid of me. A pregnant woman in the workplace is a target. I very much am feeling and seeing this. Then I question whether I'm looking to deeply at all this but I've always gone by my instinct and it's been usually right. My instincts telling me trouble around the corner working here now that they know I'm pregnant.
and yes I do want the best for my baby. Even if it means taking a fall if they do fire me for whatever excuse.