33 weeks: Death by Camping and Maternity leave

As you probably heard I went camping this past weekend. It was ROUGH. It was uncomfortable, and it tested my patience, but I guess I survived because here I am!
In case you were considering going camping with a big ol belly bump let me fill you in on what your up against.
You will be covered in layers of bug spray, sweat, and dirt with no access to a shower. You will probably get bug bites on the bottom of your belly even though it stays covered because you can't see them land down there. I have about ten bites bellow my belly button. Those jerk-faced mosquitoes couldn't care less your belly was already itchy to begin with. In all my years of camping I've rarely found completely even ground to sleep on. Sleeping on a hill equals more swelling, and a horrible night's sleep. You know what? I think I'll just leave it at that, because I think I already painted a pretty good picture for you.
Everything we did was a struggle for me, but I did enjoy being outdoors with my family. My husband apologized for making me go and he said he felt really bad. I don't think he realized how hard it would be for me till he saw me struggling with everything. We did a short hike, sat on the lake, and kayaked while we were there. Waldo Lake is beautiful. I will not be staying at that campground again (Shadow Bay) because people left their crap all over the beaches, and it was pretty loud at night. Zach and I had some alone time next to the campfire on Saturday night, and we talked about our baby (my absolute favorite thing to do) and we looked up at the brilliance of the stars and saw a shooting star. It was a nice little picturesque moment.
My nice and hot shower when I got home on Sunday was the best thing in the whole world. I felt like a million bucks when I laid on my mattress to fall asleep that night. I am so thankful for my bed. I love it.
On our way home from camping I downloaded my new work schedule and to my dismay I was only scheduled for one 4 hour shift. I had planned on working until my due date, or until I go into labor, but it's become apparent that my employer has other ideas for me. I asked why my hours were cut and I was given a couple of hog wash reasons that made me feel like I really am not wanted there. So I was dropped off the schedule at 33 weeks pregnant. I can't get another job because I only have less than two months to work and nobody will hire me anyways. I was given a measly 4 hour shift to keep me dangling, and I hate that there isn't much I can do. I feel taken advantage of, and so I put my two week notice in. I hate that I am leaving my customers without saying goodbye because I probably won't even be on the schedule at all next week, and I honestly don't even know what to tell them. I'm hurt and angry and it would be a lie to tell them I was taking maternity leave early. I also hate that I feel un-welcomed there and I don't want to go back to see my co-workers and introduce them to Uriah when he gets here. The coffee shop is already struggling enough and I hope they learn that if they treat their employees like this then it won't do good things for  their business.
That being said, I am going to start my journey of being a stay at home mom for awhile. You can bet your bottom dollar that Uriah's room will be the best thing ever. I'm so excited to work on it. This weekend we will be refinishing his dresser/changing table, and making some decorations for his room. I love my little Sprout so much, and when things don't seem to be going so smoothly I have his kicks and wiggles to remind me of what's important.
I did have to take my wedding ring off this week. I'm sad about it. All I have now is a tan line. My poor little big fingers are just too swollen.
I am looking forward to our childbirth classes coming up soon, and also our maternity pictures. Even though I feel like a whale, and I hate getting dressed, I'm trying to channel the "beautiful vessel of life" side of me and get excited about my picture being taken, and reminding myself that I will regret it if I don't do it!