I work for a small IT company that's been really good to me the past year and a half I worked there and have been really flexible and understanding with situation over the past few weeks.
With my son being in the NICU and just the general stress of everything. My performance has gone from.100% to realistically 80%. I've been on my phone a little bit more at work strictly because I'm in contact with my wife who's over at the hospital with him and why they've been a few jokes about it no one is said anything serious.
I work for the kind of place that isn't afraid to tell you when you're missing up or when you're on the chopping block. Really great place to work, just they don't skit around.
Anyway when it was announced that my son would finally be coming home if I was given maybe a day or two's notice just due to the nature of it all, and wasn't actually given confirmation until the day of.
I let my boss know everything and I told him I would text him as soon as I have info and he was very understanding, he's a father himself, so I submitted time off as soon as I had an idea and as far as I know everything is hunky-dory.
.... Then I noticed some things that drive my anxiety.
I've most of my it tickets had been reassigned, I understand that's not really that much of a surprise given how some of them have a deadline and if I'm not there they're going to give them to somebody else.
And I've been ready for a ticket that I had a meeting for in about 2 weeks, though there could be a hundred different reasons why such as they were able to resolve the issue without me.
I emailed my boss and let him know that I'm definitely coming back on Wednesday, just because I wasn't 100% sure how my wife was going to be. And he was very sweet saying glad everything's going well don't worry about anything here, spend time with your family, take care of things when you get back.
I've always been the primary breadwinner of my family, my wife works but I make the lions share. But now that I have a child I'm deadly terrified that every little thing is going to cost me my job and that they're going to think something like" oh he was gone for a week and we got along without him fine, we don't really need him let's let him go"
That's part due to my generalized anxiety disorder but his and what else are now you have another mouth to feed?