HR and Pregnancy

There are a few reasons why women in HR should not be pregnant.

The first reason may be for emotional women in general. Sometimes, I just feel like HR isn't the right profession for me. When people are rude to me, I just want to interrupt them and say, "I am human too!" "I have things going on in my life too!" "Your problem is really important to me, but not the most important thing in my life!" But of course, these are things I can't say. And, heaven forbid, I do not treat each person with deep, compassionate, sincerity. They can yell at me, degrad me, swear at me...and what do I have to do - TAKE IT! I certaintly, can't say anything in return. Because, of course, the customer is always right.

Don't get me wrong, I still put myself in that small category of lucky people who actually like what they do. I guess I just had a bad day and because I have crazy pregnancy hormones, I can blame it on that. But for all you employees out there....as much as you hate them...your HR Representatives are human too.

The second reason why pregnant women should work in HR is because we get paranoid. Today, I had an employee relations issue in which I ended up suspending an employee. Of course, in my sick mind, I had the employee waiting under my car for me, ready to stab me in the belly. Or find some other way to sabatoge my pregnancy. Prior to being pregnant, I still would have these crazy thoughts (employees waiting under my car), but now I think it's compounded by the pregnancy.

My consulation...tomorrow is another day and the day before a three day holiday weekend. TGIF.

A lot of firsts...

This week has been filled with many firsts for me...The first time a stranger comments on my pregnancy. I was at Pick N Save and the cashier handed me a raffle ticket and said "Even though you are excepting a baby, you can still enter to win a motorcycle. Maybe you could put the baby on back!" I was so excited she noticed I was pregnant!

I had my first "stranger" touch my stomach. First of all, let me say that I always thought I would let anyone touch my belly. I mean, it's just kind of hanging out there! But this woman at work (who I don't think really likes me anyway) poked me right in the belly - not rubbed or patted, POKED me in the belly and said "You are getting a little bubble". A bubble? What the heck is that? And I AM NOT the Pillsbury Dough Boy. Don't poke me in the belly. Mom, Dad, sister, friends, family - touch, rub, pat the baby, whatever - Strange people from work - DON'T POKE THE BELLY!

And...I had my first pregnancy scare. After an hour and a half dentist appointment (for the two cavities, of which only one has been filled), after lying on my back with my feet above my head (I know how that sounds) for an hour and a half, I stood up and felt a little dizzy. The baby was kicking up a storm during the appointment - probably because I was so tense. On the way to work I inhaled a nutragrain bar and water because I hadn't eaten anything yet. Once I got to work I was really dizzy, I felt so strange, I went to the bathroom, tossed up my nutragrain bar and suddenly couldn't remember driving to work - and I couldn't feel the baby move. I was so scared. I called Nic to come get me (thank gosh he was home) and then called my boss and told her I needed to go home. I slept for about two hours, ate some lunch, and still...no baby movement. Nic had an appointment in the afternoon and I didn't want him to worry, so I told him I thought I felt the baby move. I did some work and still didn't feel anything, so I called my doctor. They told me to come in right away, and then I panicked! I called Ray to ask if he could take me to the doctor and then, I think I made him panic.
The doctor took all my measurements and checked the baby's heart beat. She said everything looked good and the baby was probably just tired that day and I hadn't really eaten anything. She suggested I rest a lot and by the evening I should feel some movement. Well, I had to trust her, but I still didn't feel much.
The next morning I woke up, took my shower, ate breakfast and there Osito...tap, tap, tapping on my belly, letting me know he was awake and everything was going to be OK.

GOSH, this pregnancy stuff can be SO scary sometimes! And to think...it's just the start of parenthood. I just like it when I can feel Osito moving around. I love knowing Osito is safe and growing. Enough with the pregnancy scares (and poking, from the OUTSIDE).

Woah-oh, I'm half way there. Woah-oh, livin' on a prayer...

So weird....I look at prepregnancy pictures of myself and I almost don't know who that person is anymore. I seriously don't remember what it was like to have a waist or

what it was like to bend over at the hips or what it was like to button my pants.

I remember feeling like this in my first trimester...I didn't know what it was like to eat and I didn't know what it was like to not be exhausted. For the most part that went away, so I know, eventually, I will have a waist again.

At least I'm lucky though. I'm one of those women that LOVE being pregnant. Sometimes I say to people "I feel so big" or "I'm not getting good sleep anymore". They'll say - oh just wait, it gets worse. That isn't me complaining, that is me getting used to my new body. I love it. I love everything about being pregnant. I love my little belly and can't get enough of it - I can't wait until it turns into a big belly and I waddle all over. I'm having the most amazing miracle occur in me right now (side note...do I hear geese flying overhead already?!?!) and really feel like I am the luckiest person around. Now...if only Mary Poppins would come to my door and ask to babysit the little one, everything would be great!

I did it!

I've finally created a blog. Not that I have a very exciting life and that everyone is dying to read about it, but it's just something I've always wanted to do. It's very modern of me - don't you think?
The main idea behind this blog is for family and friends to check out what's going on in our life. Everyone is busy and we don't all get the time to talk like we want to, so....lunch break, coffee break or "the dog is barking at another creepin' animal and I can't sleep right now" break (or is that just me?!?) come check out the Terrones Family...and most importantly, BABY T!!
I promise (well, kind of) to post belly pics. tonight. I know many of you are curious about the little bump and, although it's little, it's there!

So happy reading! And to me - Happy Writing!