Despite the war crimes at work things are going really well for the baby. I have not had any bad symptoms and the only thing I can complain about it that I'm tired ... but my body is working so hard so that makes total sense.

I have continued with the Pilates and have been making modification as I progress but the neatest one happened on Tuesday. I was doing beats and FELT the baby in there! I wish there was a way for Rob to feel that. Also, I was doing roll up and have always been super flexible but I simply could not roll all the way forward, the baby was in the way.

So far I have been modifying because I read something or I overstretched but this was the first time I felt the reason for the modification.

I have to laugh when I get off the treadmill, on Monday I ran a 15 minute mile. Rob is starting to talk about running again and I don't know if I can keep up with him!

My 'skinny pants' don't fit but my regular pants fit just fine with some help from a rubber band or a bella band. The scale says I have gained only 5 pounds which is odd since I eat all day. Instead of looking like I had a few really large meals, I am starting to look pregnant. All 5 of those pounds are in the belly, no doubt about it. I like the way the belly looks. I have been trying to show it off as much as possible. The pilates pants and tank top is my favorite show off outfit.
I'll get Rob to take a picture on Sunday before class.

Praw-lins from Naw-lins

Oh yeah, a co-worker went down to NoLa last weekend and brought me back pralines (praw - lins). My GOD, do I love those things. I have to limit myself to 1 a day, but I could eat all 4 of these right now.
The taste reminds me of Cafe Du Monde coffee, the 2 go well together.

Forced resignation

Wow, what a few couple of days.

For the past couple years I have been reporting to the VP of HR. As the department grew she decided to promote the ER person to Recruiting Manager. Aimee and I vehemently opposed reporting to the Boy Scout (as we refer to him) but she promoted him anyway. He has never managed staff in private industry, he manged staff in the military.

Two weeks ago I let the Boy Scout, know I was pregnant and would not be returning to work after the baby. We agreed I would work untill July.

Yesterday, he said I need to switch to full time and work 45-50 hours a week or they wanted my resignation. Can you believe that? What a douche.

He told me he spoke to the VP and they wanted me to go forward and hire my replacement since I'm not going to go to full time. I said it felt like they were pushing me out of the organization and he said the organization has been very lenient in letting me go part time and take leave without pay and he was justified.

Since I am part time (35 hours a week, instead of 40) I only early4 hours of paid time off per month and only get paid 4 hours for holidays, needless to say, leave without pay is my friend.
He acted like he was doing me a favor by letting me take sick days and use paid time off.

I called the EEOC and filed a claim, it was a knee jerk reaction, but what he did was not right.

Today, I talked with the VP and told her that I was bummed to be leaving. She was under the impression I had chosen to leave because I had baby on the brain. I told her that Ray did not give me a choice.

That rat, he told her something different then what happened.
He is now on my list.
He is on the axis of evil and I officially have it out for him.
My new mission for the rest of my employment will be to annoy this man.
I do not need him for a reference so it's open season on the Boy Scout.

It was a sad weekend, apparently the guy who hit Diane had 4 drinking under the influence of alcohol convictions and 1 driving under the influence of drugs conviction. How can a person like that be on the road? It makes no sense to me.
I find solace in the theory that bad things happen to bad people, and figure his day will come and boy will it be a doosey.
While google-ing her I found a picture of the guy and had a crazy wave of rage come over me. It was pretty intense and I can only imagine what Diane's mother must feel.

I wish I had the chance to enjoy Cape Cod, it looks like such a nice area but every time we are there it's under sad circumstances.

Last night we found out we are having a boy, A BOY! All the chromosomes are there and in the right place. I am so excited and Rob is delirious. I was super slick and set up a candid camera for the moment I told him it was a boy and it was healthy. I think I could watch it over and over again.

Well, there always seems to be a yin to the yang and Rob's step mother was in a horrible auto accident yesterday and died. We are not super close with her but had been meaning to call her for a few weeks and just kept putting it off. We should have called her, I don't think she knew we were pregnant. It's very sad.
We are heading up to Cape Cod this weekend. Maybe I can continue my culinary tour of East coast cities and have some lobster while there.

Tests

We had a barrage of tests on Monday and I felt like a pin cushion. They did a Nuchal test which is 70% effective in predicting genetic issues and it came back just fine. That test was done by looking at a sonogram of the baby.

The other test, that is 100% effective, was not as simple. They stuck a 10 foot long and 2 foot thick needle into my belly and twisted it around until it hurt and then said they were done and would call me in a week with results. The results will be an actual picture of my baby's chromosomes! I can't get over just how cool that is.

While doing the test they had the baby on the sonogram and it was doing flips, summersaults, kicking and punching. I am totally amazed at how much the baby is moving.

They asked if we had any genetic issues in my family and I mentioned that my brother is a idiot, but apparently that is not genetic.

One thing I never though of was that Rob's grandmother announced, while she was on her death bed, that even though she had been brought up Catholic, she was adopted and was originally Jewish. I always thought it was a great story but didn't realize that simply being of Jewish descent makes you susceptible to genetic issues.