Early Maternity Leave

I've been granted an early maternity leave! At least that is how I'm choosing to look at it. I was fired. Yep, the heartless, gutless, sorry S.O.B., C.O.O. of my company "just can't afford me anymore." It really boiled down to the fact that he and I never saw eye to eye and I think he's an idiot so therefore I had to go. He never asked if I would consider a cut in pay or to go back into outside sales, which is where I worked for a year before being asked to do the marketing. The ironic thing is that all week I was calling and scheduling interviews for more outside sale people, so he really could have cared less that he was putting a 7 month pregnant woman out in the world without a clue on how to earn a living to support this life that is about to come. I found out last night from my former manager who is also a great friend that I have been on the chopping block twice before, but the C.E.O said no way no how, and that by no means was I going anywhere. This time the C.E.O was out of pocket, so Pat decided to make the cut before anyone had a chance to save me. Since Texas is a right to work state there really isn't much I can do. I am going to file a complaint with the EEOC and file for unemployment while I try to get hired somewhere else. I joked with Lou that now I need to go vote Democrat so I can get some of that wealth spread around to me. He didn't see the humor. I knew the hammer was coming, but I was still a bit shaken that he actually did it. I was hoping that he would actually have a soul and a conscious, but sadly I was mistaken. I was more upset that at 7 months pregnant that I would be unemployed with doctors bills, hospital bills, mortgages, and a new home under construction on which the loan requires me to have a job, and a baby to be financially responsible for. I was a bit overwhelmed. Then I sat back and took in the fact that I have been blessed with everything in my life. I have a beautiful and wonderful husband that loves me and provides for me and is the biggest source of stability and comfort I could have ever asked for. I have the love and support of a great family and a great group of friends. I have a wide range of skills that will aide me to get a great job in the future. I have a healthy baby growing inside of me that will be the biggest joy Lou and I have ever known, and now I have the ability to sit at home and finish growing him without the stress and stupidity of life at DuPure.
My birthday was also this week. I turned a whopping 28. The day started with finding a crawfish at my desk (this of course is while I still had a job). The guys in the warehouse found him outside the building and thought he'd make a great addition to my office. So, Lou and I now have a pet crawfish named Sebastian (from the little mermaid). That evening we all went to dinner at Sambuca. By we all I mean Lou, Lou, Johnie, Mom, Dad, Ryan, Alex (Ryan's friend), and I. We had some of the best steak, shrimp, and creme brulee in Houston! Even my Dad had a great time. I'm glad there was one great day from last week.
On another note, I no longer have ankles. I don't even think I can qualify them as cankles. They are just huge, gelatinous stumps. Even my Mom looked at my feet and asked where my ankles went. Thanks, Mom. So, I need to get with Dr. Moore and find out if I'm on the verge of something bad. Keep you posted.