I hate retail. I hate hate hate hate hate it. I don't hate the fashion part of my job...I don't hate interacting with different people every day...I hate how bad my body feels when I get off of work. Right now, muscles I didn't even know I had hurt. They had a ton of extra hours at work so I worked 32 hours this week...7-8 hour shifts on my feet with only one 30 minute break (no...they're not breaking any laws, don't worry) and it is just beginning to be too much for my tired pregnant body. I am very grateful that I do have a job and I am grateful for the hours because we're poor as all get out, and I am so grateful to be having another baby, but I feel like I am falling apart. Come Monday night I'll have worked 6 days in a row.
It just doesn't seem fair for someone to be forced to be in this much pain all the time. It's not fair that I have to work and that Mike can't find a job. It's not fair that I don't get to be at home with my child. It's not fair that I have to be on my feet all day.
And since life isn't fair I'm just going to pick myself up by the bootstraps and keep on going...
Saturday, May 2, 2009
I'm going to complain for a minute...
Posted by Rebecca at 6:59 PM
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4 comments:
Girl, I so know how you feel. I've had to work ever since I had little ones and I have hated it, resented it and yet, felt blessed to have the job. It is difficult but I know you're strong and you'll endure.
Hang in there! It's so hard, I know. I can't imagine how hard working with a prego body would be, but I do know that you are an exceptional woman with amazing strength, who can do whatever is needed. Hugs to you!!
Rebecca,
I am sorry you are feeling so miserable. :( I pray that Mike finds a job soon !! I hope you get some rest this week.
Complain away my dear - sounds like hard work when you are growing a baby!! It sure is nice to vent sometimes!! You are wonderful!
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