Parental leave....basic human rights?
Today I am 39weeks and 4 days pregnant. I thought I might be holding my little bub by now but it appears she is content in there, hopefully for only a few more days. I'm as big a house type of pregnant and I'm also covered in powdered sugar from the French Almond Croissant I am not so delicately eating while sipping my adorably brewed soy chai late. I'm sitting in a popular trendy cafe attached to our local library. The sun is shining, its cold outside at only 8 degrees (Celsius), but the cafe is bustling as its lunch time and the locals are all filtering in for a cuppa (something warm to drink) and some toasty baguettes. If I was still living in NY where I was born, this would most likely not be a luxury afforded to me. I can do this on a Monday afternoon as I have no where else to be and I'm still getting paid by my job to "rest up, enjoy the peace and get ready" before my baby is born. When I first starting telling people that I was pregnant many frie...