Between getting laid off and finding a new job, continuing to do the work for my existing job, planning a wedding for this summer, and being pregnant, I’m completely exhausted.
Here’s what’s top of mind: I have to update my resume, find references, apply for jobs, do my lesson planning, find a wedding dress, make invitations, make a guest list, find a photographer, a DJ, bridesmaid’s dresses, flowers, lock down the ceremony, lock down the reception, find an officiant, find a wedding cake, plan our first dance, all of that on top of being pregnant—which thank God I have 9 months—because I don’t know what I’m going to do.
As for Johnny, he wants to go to a strip club for his Bachelor party.
But we did call some venues and are going to look at two hotels with our parents tomorrow. It’s in the suburbs so it shouldn’t be too expensive. And we’ll probably just do the ceremony in the hotel. Keep it simple, we’re not at all religious. Also, being pregnant, I’m not even sure if a church would marry us.
So that’s the big accomplishment from last night. My first pre-natal visit is for next month when I’m supposedly closer to 10 weeks. I feel like that’s a really long way off. I haven’t told my work, but I want to. I want them to think, “I can’t believe they’re laying her off with a baby on the way!”
At least Johnny’s hanging in there. He could’ve skipped town of tried to convince me to get an abortion. But so far he doesn’t seem too freaked out. And he seems to have a good job, so at least there’s that.
I’m feeling really tired, though. Also I’m still nauseous. I hope he doesn’t want to go out tonight because I am not in the mood. I’m hoping for a Netflix and fall asleep on the couch night.