I know, right?! Three older kids who had been through the shit. It has not been an easy time for any of them -- the kids have been with boss and husband two years already.

Oh! So it's not like, Day One, hello, three kids I've never met. Still, that's a hard but excellent thing to do.

We are super quiet today. I survived my first week of training! And passed my first test with a 100! It was open note, but I didn't *use* them. ::nods:: Go, me.

Hooray, Sophia!

Teppy, I have given up trying to deal with people who won't believe facts or science. Sometimes I get sucked back in. That would probably be ones of those times.

Just had a good chat with my boss about this enormous clusterfuck I'm in and did not cry, although I may now. Everything will be OK, but jesus. The complexities of this place are massive and everyone is dealing with their own issues and anxieties.

I'm sorry. Can we do anything for you?

Does it help to know that you're not alone? I'm feeling more and more like an imposter every day. We just got a new CEO, my visibility in the company is sky-high right now, and I'm joining the board of directors of the major association in our industry at the end of the month. All I can do is curl up and watch bad TV.

Your boss may just qualify for sainthood.

Edit: Woo hoo, Amy! I'm glad the first week went well.

Teppy, I have given up trying to deal with people who won't believe facts or science. Sometimes I get sucked back in. That would probably be ones of those times.

I have no idea how I managed to avoid commenting. I think since our friend is a nurse, I assumed she could capably hand that commenter their ass.

Oh, for Pete's sake. I just checked that post to see if there was a smackdown (there was not; our friend was polite and then just let it drop), and a totally different person posted "Just remember that GOD is ALWAYS in charge of your baby's sex and He knows what is best! Let go of your trust in medical tests and TRUST GOD!" And then a bunch of praying hands emojis.

Yes, when you are almost 40 and pregnant, you should definitely not trust medical tests. Especially when you're a medical professional.

This friend (the pregnant one) is so damn good at keeping her cool and not yelling at the kooks who are commenting.

I survived my first week of training! And passed my first test with a 100! It was open note, but I didn't *use* them. ::nods:: Go, me.

Go you!!!

I'm feeling more and more like an imposter every day. We just got a new CEO, my visibility in the company is sky-high right now, and I'm joining the board of directors of the major association in our industry at the end of the month. All I can do is curl up and watch bad TV.

But Maria, you are awesome! It's just me that's a fuckup.

"Just remember that GOD is ALWAYS in charge of your baby's sex and He knows what is best! Let go of your trust in medical tests and TRUST GOD!" And then a bunch of praying hands emojis.

Ahaha. I am going to choose to interpret this as meaning that regardless of your baby's chromosomes or genitalia, God is behind whatever their actual gender turns out to be.

This is, I hope, the Corgi riding a pony story. In case you haven't seen it on FB or Twitter.

None of us are imposters, including me. In fact, I'm pretty damn good, and so are you and you and you.

If there was Olympics natter on the board, where would that be?

In fact, I'm pretty damn good, and so are you and you and you.

This is true. It's a whole thing.

Also, ::hugs Maria::.