Long Distance Pregnancy

So, as I previously said, we had just moved to Connecticut when I found out I was pregnant.  I had left my job in Kansas City when we moved, and hoped to find something once we got here.  The pregnancy definitely threw a wrench in my plans. 

I knew instinctively that I would want to stay home once the baby came.  But I was not prepared, mentally or financially, to stop working 8 months before the baby even arrived. 

I had no idea what to do.  I started looking for jobs and sending out my resume, but it did not seem right to interview for permanent positions knowing that I would leave once the baby came.  Given that it was my first pregnancy, I was also nervous about how I would feel.  I think that starting a new job is the most stressful thing on earth, I couldn't imagine doing it while also fighting morning sickness (luckily I never got morning sickness at all). 

Of course, this whole time my husband and I were living in a small hotel room while trying to find a place to rent, which only added to my stress levels.  But I keep busy by finding a doctor, visiting family, and what became my new favorite activity...napping.

I thought about doing temp work, but it really did not pay much, and I wanted to save as much as possible before the baby came.  Then I thought of a super crazy idea.  When I left my job in Kansas City, they had instituted a hiring freeze and could not bring anyone new in.  I knew they were super swamped. 

With my doctor's permission, I was able to sweet talk my former boss into bringing me back in a temporary capacity for a few months.  The deal was that I would go back to Kansas City, stay in a extended stay hotel and work the exact same job I had just left.  My company agreed to pay for me to fly home for a extended weekend once a month for my doctor's appointment. 

My whole family thought that I was insane for leaving my husband and going back to work half way across the country.  While it was a hard decision, I was pretty comfortable with it.  I felt great, I had lots of friends/coworkers in Kansas City that could help me if I need anything, and I still had a doctor in Kansas City if necessary.

So in October, less than one month after I left my job, I was back.  Same seat and everything, they had never even removed my name plate!  Expect for a few weekends home, I stayed until mid December, then I took a long break for the holidays and went back again in January.

I stopped working and returned to Connecticut for good March 1.  It was definitely time.  I missed my husband; I was sad he was missing out on my growing belly and the kicking baby.  My mind was also starting to play tricks on me in a hotel all alone.  "Is the baby moving enough?  Am I eating enough?"  For a while, I was actually worried I was not gaining enough weight!

So now I am happily at home.  Settling into the house my husband moved us into months ago.  Instead of just setting up the baby's room, I am still setting up the whole house the way I want it.

There is no place like home!