I have morning sickness. When I wake up it hits me. Not the nausea, the memory. The memory of what lies ahead hits me first. Then the nausea strikes.
Not so long ago I used to wake up bright-eyed and bushy-tailed, ready to face the day, with a chirpy ‘good morning, world’. Now I wake up already tired from restless sleep and the thought of the day ahead. Another day worrying about money. Another day reduced to thinking about work – looking for, applying for, hoping for.
As my day gains momentum, my morning sickness weakens and my optimism strengthens. Yet I remain on guard all day, because, like real morning sickness, mine can strike at any time.
So throughout the day I force myself to relax and to smile at my remaining clients so that my nervousness doesn’t frighten them away.
I hang tough because I know this will be over in less than nine months. Or so they say.
I’m James McIntosh at nonsenseatwork.com
Copyright: 2009 James Henry McIntosh
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