Work has officially started getting on my nerves pretty badly. What used to be an enjoyable job has turned into what seems like a prison. My best friend at work was let go from the company and ever since then things haven't been the same. She made everything fun and entertaining. My only form of entertainment now is dealing with psychotic clients, boy, is that fun! Lately, work has been putting me in a bad mood even after I have left for the day. This bothers me.
This is such an important time in my life, I am having my first child. I will never get to experience things the way I am experiencing them right now. This happiness is being taken away from me. Is it on purpose? I don't know. I feel like everyone has their opinion about MY life, and they don't really even know me, honestly. If they did they would never say some things they say. Would you ask a pregnant woman if she is going to be bored or get tired of being at home with her new baby? Or would you talk constantly about how bad pregnancy was and how when the baby gets here sleep time is over, party is over.
I'm not sure what childhood they had, but mine was awesome. Filled with endless love from my parents and everyone who surrounded me. My mom stayed at home with us and put us first. My parents managed to provide us with nice things, go on fun vacations and enjoy the most simple things in life. They taught us to appreciate life and each other. So, my "family values" may be different from theirs. I just wish I didn't have to hear their negative comments anymore. My life is going to be so good when Olivia arrives. How could they take something so special and make it negative? I'm so happy that I have the sense to know not to act this way towards others. My parents need to train these people how to have some manners, and keep their mouth's shut.
Thank you, I feel better. :) 2 Months until I am free...
August 9, 2009
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