Well, the week is off to a great start, I had a complete meltdown in the middle of the labour centre, tears, angry voice, the works

Gave all us pregnant women a good name...not

So I'd queued for 2 hours this morning, had Oliver with me as mum is spending the day with a friend, I thank my lucky stars he's a little angel and gave me no trouble. I STILL can't submit my UIF. This time its not the Company that's stuffed up, the lady checked all my papers last week and said they were all fine apart from the one form that work had filled out wrong, so I got that one sorted on Friday and take it all back this morning. A different lady sees me today and tunes me straight up that my banking form is wrong as I've asked for the money to be deposited into Theo's account over which I also have signing power. She says they will not process my claim unless the bank account is my own personal account. I don't have one, I've never needed one in the whole time I've lived here and I don't see the point in having to pay bank charges on 2 accounts when we only need one so I tell her as much and she says tough, that's the rule I must now go and open an account. I ask why the lady didn't tell me this last week when she checked all my papers and even told me I had to redo the one banking form as its been updated which I'd duly done this morning. She tells me she must've told me because she knows the rules. Then I lost it lol, I told her she most certainly did not tell me, this is the third time I've been here and I would do anything to avoid having to come back and sit in the damn queue and if she told me to do it I damn well would've done it, I told her she can see from the size of me and all my forms that I'm due to pop any second and I really don't need to be running around trying to get stupid forms filled out. Then I burst into tears lol.
I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOO pi$$ed off about this whole situation, if work had done it right in the first place I would've gone last week, been told what this lady told me this morning so would've organised a bank account and only had to go back once more, now days before I'm due I have to run around and open a stupid bank account that I don't even want, I've wasted half a tank of petrol driving there 3 times and I still have to go back a 4th time. ARGGGHHHH! And I'm still really bitter and seething that work aren't paying me any maternity leave.
Anyways, I emptied the well, cried my eyes out the whole drive home, feel a bit better but now I have the joy of trying to get to a bank this afternoon to open an account.
Sorry for all my whining, seems that's all I've done these last few days

I think I'm too tense at the moment for this baby to even think about making an appearance
Haven't read any of your posts yet, just needed to offload so I'll catch up later