Livin’ On The Edge

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First lets all take a moment to watch one of my favorite bands perform one of my favorite of their songs. Hate to date myself but it reminds me of sixth grade.

Okay, now down to business.

I am a nervous wreck because I’ve been living right on the edge between reality and psycho mom-to-be this week. I should tell you most (or all) of my issues are severely compounded by the fact that we have been living at a hotel for three weeks while they work on the plumbing under our house. I loved our hotel and I really didn’t mind being out of our house but when a five day plan turns into three full weeks and I run out of clean underwear, stuff hits the fan y’all. I am a complete freak about pre-planning and having everything I need. Obviously I didn’t have enough shampoo or bottled water for tripling my stay. We actually went out of town twice during that stay, necessitating extra/fancier clothing than the norm so this OCD packer was pretty scatter-brained.

But we made it. Barely. We drove back in from Texas last night and slept in our own bed finally. I forgot how nice it was and how much I missed it. Sidenote to anyone thinking of buying a memory foam mattress topper, please realize it will ruin all other beds for you. Just a public service announcement.

As you know we went to DHS to look at profiles last week. We picked out four groups we liked and as of now, radio silence. The Statewide Staffing is tomorrow and we still don’t know who is going to represent us, our caseworker or an  Adoption Specialist. If it is someone new, we don’t know them, thats for sure. We have a party coming up in two weeks where we could get to meet kids but I don’t know that any there will be different from the ones we’ve already seen.

Now to the worst part. I went to Human Resources today to find out I get ZERO maternity leave, contrary to the six weeks I believed they gave me. They will let me be gone, they just don’t give me any time. Husbando gets six weeks paid paternity leave and his normal four weeks of vacation and unlimited sick days. Because I am lower on the totem pole, I get two weeks vacation a year and earn one sick day a month. I have been banking my sick days to take the kids to appointments but now will have to burn through all six weeks, leaving me with just two weeks vacation to take kids or myself to appointments, stay home with them when they are sick, stay home myself and maybe at some point actually take a vacation day or two. I am shocked to say the least. We work at the same company! Why would our time not be valued the same when it comes to maternity/paternity leave?! Some things in life are just not fair.

So that is me on the edge. I’ll get over it soon enough now that my memory foam and I have been reunited. Promise : )

 

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  1. My job did (sort-of) the same thing to us. The hubby and I both work at the same company, and we were pretty much told that “Maternity/Paternity Leave” was not provided because they could not afford to have either of us out of the office. I was fuming for a few days. Well… I’m still fuming, honestly. I ended up taking their placement day off, and then used 2 hours of vacation time every day for a week (so I could pick them up from school and get a routine going). It wasn’t the full 6 weeks I was expecting- but it was very helpful. You will be running around like a chicken with your head cut off those first few days after placement! Oh… and the kiddos at the Adoption Party are not all of the same kiddos that are in the book from the previous month’s staffing. You will see some familiar faces, but there will be several new ones as well. Best of luck to you!

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