My boss is pregnant.
She must have gotten pregnant right after she had her endometriosis removed. It is quite possible she had to do IVF - since she knows already it is fraternal twins, I am guessing....? Or they were just lucky.
Dang it! I had this wonderful fantasy where I tell her I'm preggo and out of there, and I would try to break it to her gently in case they were trying. She'd have to find someone to replace me. Now I will have to replace her. Or worse, they'll get someone else to replace her. At least if I replace her I'd be a manager. (I'm sort of most senior on our team, so I'm kind of next in line...but still sort of young to be a manager.) Not that I'm sure I can deal with the stress of such a situation... although I suppose I could deal with the pay cheque.
It's not really fair. (sigh) Although that's how it is, right? This lady is super stressed all the time and on a serious caffeine buzz most of the time - although I guess maybe she's cut down to one a day. COFFEE. I let not any caffeine pass my lips! And she skips meals, never exercises, etc. etc. Serious.
I know, I know. Life isn't fair. Look at all the crackheads that get preggo. And maybe she deserves it, maybe she was TTC for a while. But I'm still not happy about it. Oh geez - I'll have to look at her huge twins preggo belly every day. Great.