To say a weight has been lifted off my shoulders is an understatement.
Any guilt I might have felt by going on leave so suddenly, is overshadowed by feelings of release. It's like being covered by a cloud and driving into the sunlight. It's bright, warm and wonderful. The sudden change can be blinding, but once your eyes adjust you wonder why the hell you didn't drive for the break in the clouds sooner!
It's probably a sign when you leave a place you've worked for the past 5 years, and you're not even a little bit sad for not working with those people anymore. Call me bitchy if you like, but there's one person who I won't be sad to never see again.
Her reaction when my pregnancy was announced? "Oh, poor you. Was it an accident?"
If she see's me coming, she crosses the street to avoid speaking to me or if she happens to be stuck in the tea room at the same time, she walks around me like I'm contagious. As far as she's concerned me and my life are the worst case scenario. If she woke up tomorrow as me, she would have a heart attack.
Thing is, I feel sorry for her. She'll never know the heart crushing joy of bringing your baby home for the first time, she'll never know that new baby smell, she'll never know the intense joy of your child saying their first word, taking their first steps.
But she's obviously found what she's looking for in her career and her husband, and that's awesome. A career isn't the be all and end all for me, but I've always known that.
I don't condemn her for her choice to not have children - I didn't think it was too much to ask from her to offer me the same respect.
However, there is no need to obsess over the past - and that's exactly what all of that is, now. The past.
Now, I'm looking to the future and I'm so excited! I'm looking forward to getting the rest I need for my ribs to heal, I'm looking forward to loads of quality time with Miss 3 and I'm looking forward to welcoming the newest addition to our family in 13 weeks time.
And on the subject of the newest addition to our family - the OB whipped out her ultrasound machine and has finally given us the answer we've been dying to know.
Miss 3 is thrilled to announce that she is the proud sibling of a...
BABY GIRL!!
So it turns out Miss 3 is not psychic...she just chose the wrong 50% of the gender debate to fixate on.
The Man and I have yet to settle on a name, but when we do decide, we're going to keep it to ourselves until our littlest girl is here.
So there you go, the latest update in our lives.
And a bloody awesome life it is.
