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blujazz25
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Good day to everyone.
Just to let everyone aware, I am currently 10 weeks pregnant with our first. I know its a big blessing for us as this came as a surprise for our first anniversary. Anyway that is not what I am writing much about today.
Last night, I cried like I have never cried before. I do not know if its the hormones kicking in, or its the other guy putting things in my head. Since I found out that I am pregnant, I have been desperate to find a job. My husband has been working since we moved and I appreciate everything that he is doing, but the reality is its expensive to live in this State and we are barely scraping by on one income, let alone preparing for a baby.
I let it all out last night to my husband, I feel useless and depressed. I graduated with a 4 year degree with a course that I know is in high demand and yet I cannot find a job (I am an RN by trade). I started working in a nursing home in the hopes of getting experience and eventually getting a job in somewhere I liked, my mom gave me that advice right after I passed my licensure exam. Here I am 4 years later and in a rut, I try applying to hospitals and they wont hire me because of the experience I have. Spend money on certifications and yet its all for nothing. I feel like working in the nursing home before put me in a box, like a category…I cannot do what I have been dreaming of doing because I am in that box, in their eyes I will not ‘fit in’. The only places that will at least get me an interview is…the nursing home or home health.
I have had a bad experience with home health before we moved here, and given my condition I do not need that extra stress of driving around and managing care. So pretty much staying in and working in a nursing home is my only option of being in one place and earn a living. I have some sort of job right now as a PRN nurse to a home agency, and they do not have much patients, and I am scared of picking up because most likely I will be sent to the ends of the earth.
This is getting too long already and I am already ranting. I have been praying for everyone else in my life, my husband, my family, friends and my unborn child. I barely pray for my own needs. I am really trying hard to trust in God’s providence right now, but it will only be a few months before this baby arrives and we have nothing in preparation for that. I feel that God has turned His ear away from me since granting our prayer of giving us a child. I know I need Him more now than ever, but it feels like He is not listening to my plea. I try to go to daily Mass and take communion, but I feel like the more I get closer to Him, the more He feels away. I only need a stable income to help support my growing family. Is that too much to ask? I am trying to figure out my place in all this and I do not see where I fit in. Am I doing something wrong here?
Just to let everyone aware, I am currently 10 weeks pregnant with our first. I know its a big blessing for us as this came as a surprise for our first anniversary. Anyway that is not what I am writing much about today.
Last night, I cried like I have never cried before. I do not know if its the hormones kicking in, or its the other guy putting things in my head. Since I found out that I am pregnant, I have been desperate to find a job. My husband has been working since we moved and I appreciate everything that he is doing, but the reality is its expensive to live in this State and we are barely scraping by on one income, let alone preparing for a baby.
I let it all out last night to my husband, I feel useless and depressed. I graduated with a 4 year degree with a course that I know is in high demand and yet I cannot find a job (I am an RN by trade). I started working in a nursing home in the hopes of getting experience and eventually getting a job in somewhere I liked, my mom gave me that advice right after I passed my licensure exam. Here I am 4 years later and in a rut, I try applying to hospitals and they wont hire me because of the experience I have. Spend money on certifications and yet its all for nothing. I feel like working in the nursing home before put me in a box, like a category…I cannot do what I have been dreaming of doing because I am in that box, in their eyes I will not ‘fit in’. The only places that will at least get me an interview is…the nursing home or home health.
I have had a bad experience with home health before we moved here, and given my condition I do not need that extra stress of driving around and managing care. So pretty much staying in and working in a nursing home is my only option of being in one place and earn a living. I have some sort of job right now as a PRN nurse to a home agency, and they do not have much patients, and I am scared of picking up because most likely I will be sent to the ends of the earth.
This is getting too long already and I am already ranting. I have been praying for everyone else in my life, my husband, my family, friends and my unborn child. I barely pray for my own needs. I am really trying hard to trust in God’s providence right now, but it will only be a few months before this baby arrives and we have nothing in preparation for that. I feel that God has turned His ear away from me since granting our prayer of giving us a child. I know I need Him more now than ever, but it feels like He is not listening to my plea. I try to go to daily Mass and take communion, but I feel like the more I get closer to Him, the more He feels away. I only need a stable income to help support my growing family. Is that too much to ask? I am trying to figure out my place in all this and I do not see where I fit in. Am I doing something wrong here?