I'm fuming!

Those of you who have read my blog this week will know that my daughter BB is pregnant.

She had been unemployed for some time having left the airport restaurant where she was working because she couldn't cope with the 4.30am starts.

Last week she eventually managed to get a new job at a local bakery with small cafe.
She was advised by job centre not to tell them she was pregnant to begin with, so she didn't. She worked 3 days, then had weekend off and went to hospital on Monday. She decided she should inform her boss of her condition as she didn't feel it right to keep it from him.
He didn't take it very well and all the next day kept niggling her and made her do all the horrid jobs. Whenever, he could he'd be unpleasant to her and she came home in tears.
The next day she did her best to keep out of his way, out in public domain in cafe, she worked hard and had a good day.
Today , she was doing the same and all seemed to be well, then the area manager came in and called her into the office . He sacked her . He said he didn't feel she was suitable for the job and refused to give her a reason, saying if she wanted a reason she would need to write into head office. He said she was on a 4 week trial period, they never said that when she started.

It's got to be because she is pregnant. She didn't do anything wrong. No warnings nothing, she'd only worked 5 days.

Anyone know anything about employment law?
Can we do anything??

Diary of a Gran-to- be

What do you do when your 18 year old daughter tells you she is pregnant?
You do what I did, after reeling from the shock you tell her everything will be Ok and you'll support her come what may.

I didn't have a clue anything was wrong. I spoke to BB first thing in the morning and made her some breakfast and went off to work as normal.
Just as I was arriving at work i received a text, this is what i said "mummy I love you and you love me too right? So what I'm going to tell you , you're not going to hate me are you? I've done a pregnancy test and its positive. I wanted to tell you face to face but would of just started to cry as I am writing this. I love you please don't hate me, I'm sorry I f****d up yet again! XX"

Why would she think I'd hate her , of course don't hate her. I love her but i did get that sinking feeling. Oh dear Lord, here we go again.

You see this isn't the first time, last time she was far too young and I thanked God that she lost it, but the loss devastated her and consumed her with deep depression. So hearing she was pregnant brought back fears for her mental health, what if she should lose another baby. how would she cope?, how would we support her?.

Of course I rang BB straight away and told her i loved her, told her i'd be there every step of the way and reassured her that it was OK. She isn't alone, she has a wonderful partner, M and he is really caring and supportive. That was all 6 weeks ago.

BB is 12 weeks now and has been feeling as sick as a dog and most mornings start with that awful sounds of retching , but hopefully that will ease soon.

Last weekend I plucked up courage to tell my parents, they were surprisingly OK about it to my face, though told my sister it was " devastating news". I made light of it and told Mum she needed to get her knitting needles out as she was going to become a Great Gran. She is a wonderful knitter and all my childrern had beautiful outfits knitted by her as babies.

To tell the truth, I'm excited,I really missed not having any young children to buy gifts for from The Early Learning Centre. i love that shop. So now I will have an excuse again.

Time permitting I hope to keep a regular diary of BB's progress until baby arrives in September. Now that is a good month to be born. My birthday is September, so is Stan's and my dad's and a niece and nephew,so now we await the arrival of the latest September delivery!

In need of a rest!

What a day it's been, what a week!

Had eldest home from Uni all week ill in bed, she arrived feeling rough and got worse, not like her to stay in bed, but she did for 3 wholes days, just taking flu medicine and lots of fluids.

Youngest not feeling her best but has carried on all week.

Middle daughter was up all night being sick, not sure if cause was a dodgy chinese or a bug, either way, none of us got much sleep, had to clean carpet where she missed loo in middle of night.

Went downstairs in middle of night to find the dog had got lid of my bird food fat balls she'd eaten several, remains all over carpet. I put lid back on went back up stairs to clean up when I came down she'd got lid of again and was chewing on another!

At lunch time today dog was sick all over dining room floor thanks to fat balls, so had to clean that up too.

Then my toaster caught fire whilst heating up ciabatta, fire alarms going off all over the house. Had to get flames put out and empty crumb tray. House still smells of burnt toast!

Anyone like to swap my life for theirs, preferably one that is relaxing , with no kids or dogs???