I was forced to start my own business because there was no place that would hire pregnant women.
Like my husband, I have never felt the burning itch to have my own business. He hates working for someone else. I hate working for a bad person. These are two very different things.
I was numb enough to the whole idea that bad people weren’t enough of a reason for me to quit my job and go solo. I worked side jobs, thinking “what if”, and was scared enough to give it a try.
But in 2014, I was extremely stressed and overworked at work. That tipped the scales and I quit. I got pregnant right away. I thought, “Why don’t I give this little business a fair shot?” I figured, no one hires pregnant women (at least not me), so I figured, what do I have to lose?
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Have you ever had an opportunity to write, but didn’t know what to say?