Telling work you are pregnant can sometimes be a daunting task. Try telling them you are pregnant for a second time when you haven’t even come back from maternity leave! Yep, that was me.

When I found out I was pregnant with our second baby I think I went in to a slight bit of shock. It is not that I didn’t want another baby, we did, but it was more that I hadn’t been thinking about it quite yet. You see Molly was only 11 months old when I fell pregnant and there were a myriad of emotions swimming around in my head. We had had a difficult time conceiving Molly so of course I was happy that we hadn’t had to experience that again this time but she was still a tiny baby. I had only just started to feel remotely normal again and most importantly I hadn’t even gone back to work yet. At the time I was working for a big ad agency and was actually looking forward to going back in many ways.

I had been very lucky to be able to have 12 months off with Molly and then with holidays and Christmas it meant I had closer to 14 months and was due to return to work at the start of January. Being pregnant again wasn’t part of the plan. Not quite yet anyway.

One of my biggest feelings when I found out I was pregnant was dread. Not about having another baby but about telling work. “Hello I’m back. Oh and by the way I’m pregnant!”. Not really what I wanted to tell my boss.

Back To Work

My 12 week scan was due on the 5th January. One day after my return to work date. Didn’t really give me much time to settle back in did it?

I went in for my pre return meetings, caught up with everything and was actually really looking forward to starting back and getting back in to Ad agency life. I kept quiet about the pregnancy even to my closest friends. After all, I wanted to wait until I knew everything was ok.

On my first day back I got called in by my CEO to help sort a crisis on a client that needed a new brand campaign/TV ad/The whole works. This was great as I love a challenge and it was nice to be back in the thick of things. Problem was we had a meeting the next day. The day of my scan. When he asked if I could make it he said he’d checked my diary and I was free. Hmmm. Cue a call to the hospital to rearrange for two days later. I just didn’t want to have to tell my CEO then why I couldn’t make the said important meeting.

So a few days later I went off to my scan telling work it was a follow up appointment for the liver complications I had when pregnant with Molly. Everything was fine at the scan and I came back excited but still nervous of the news I had to impart. I told my close friends who were excited as ever but decided I would wait a while longer before telling work.

Breaking The News

Then came the announcement that they were planning restructures within the team. Somehow it didn’t feel right keeping the news from them that I would be leaving again in a matter of months and so I headed in to see my boss. The conversation went something like this:

Me: I need to tell you something.
Boss : Oh, everything all ok? (not a clue)
Me : I don’t really know how to say this but I’m pregnant.
Boss: F**k (Puts head in hands and stays that way for a good few minutes whilst I ramble on my apologies)

Let’s just say he wasn’t impressed. It’s not he wasn’t happy for me (I think) but he’d been waiting for me to come back and then I go and change all the plans around again. Yes I know I could choose to leave anyway but this wasn’t really in the plan for either of us. Despite that I felt a huge relief once they knew. It meant I could relax and get on with things and focus on doing as much as I could during my remaining (short) months at work.

Money Worries

I also had the added worry of the financial implications of going back on maternity leave. I only got statutory pay and had decided to take the 12 months with Molly not imagining I would be back on maternity leave so soon. It was tough as I had no time to save up or really make any provisions for being off work again. I just used the six months I had at work to try and save a few pennies and luckily I didn’t need too much for the baby as we had everything.

I think underlying everything was the knowledge that I probably wouldn’t return after having the baby. Having two little ones in nursery wasn’t going to make the best financial sense and I knew that in my current role I would be required to come back four days minimum. It was a strange feeling as I had been at the company since leaving university and knowing I wouldn’t return was rather sad.

Luckily I was still entitled to my next lot of maternity pay and due to the way my holidays had fallen I was actually ok for additional benefits like my car allowance when I was off again.

The Up Side

One big benefit of all of this was that I only had to be back at work for six months. It flew by. It meant I knew Molly was only in nursery for a short time (I couldn’t really justify the cost when I was off again) so the mornings of tears and upset from her part were easy to handle. All the chaos of juggling work, nursery drop offs and general home life was ok as it was for such a short time. And of course we now have our gorgeous Alice and I’ve ended up working for the amazing RMLtd so all is good.
 
Has anybody else experienced the same? How did your work take the news?