It's starting to hit me (and in turn, Todd.) I'm starting to freak out a little that in a few short months, we'll be parents. That's not necessarily the bad part. In fact, I'm pretty excited about the rocking to sleep, seeing how I handle midnight feedings, the trials and tribulations of an infant growing into a toddler. Bring that stuff on!
The problem is more along the lines of having champagne tastes on a beer budget. I'm meeting with my HR rep next week to discuss my maternity benefits. I'm a little nervous about what's going to happen financially during the four-ish weeks where I'm sort of, but not really sure if I get a pay check or not. It's a little unnerving. Especially with that pesky mortgage hanging over our heads.
I've spend all day looking over plans and details about starting a yoga class- do I start my own at a local library? Teach at someone else's studio? What about insurance, renting space, and marketing for my classes? And how about teaching yoga eight moths pregnant...that's gonna be a real sight.
I'm sure everyone has the same worries that I'm having- there's never enough money in the world to have it all and certainly not with a kid on the way. There isn't enough to do at work this week to keep my mind from drifting back to the thoughts over and over again and what's worse...I'm always hungry.
Oh well, I have to go get ready to teach three free yoga classes today. This seems counterproductive.
The problem is more along the lines of having champagne tastes on a beer budget. I'm meeting with my HR rep next week to discuss my maternity benefits. I'm a little nervous about what's going to happen financially during the four-ish weeks where I'm sort of, but not really sure if I get a pay check or not. It's a little unnerving. Especially with that pesky mortgage hanging over our heads.
I've spend all day looking over plans and details about starting a yoga class- do I start my own at a local library? Teach at someone else's studio? What about insurance, renting space, and marketing for my classes? And how about teaching yoga eight moths pregnant...that's gonna be a real sight.
I'm sure everyone has the same worries that I'm having- there's never enough money in the world to have it all and certainly not with a kid on the way. There isn't enough to do at work this week to keep my mind from drifting back to the thoughts over and over again and what's worse...I'm always hungry.
Oh well, I have to go get ready to teach three free yoga classes today. This seems counterproductive.
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