Four Days

My official due date is in four days. I am sad to say that I am still pregnant, and I am no longer feeling good about that. I am uncomfortable and whiny. And I don’t want to work anymore. Remind me sometime to climb on my soapbox about the “family values” that we claim to care about in this country and our serious lack of anything that resembles reasonable maternity leave. For now, let’s just say, no, I can’t take any time off while I am waiting for baby to make an appearance. If I’m not in labor, I’ll be working. So not happy about that.

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2 Responses to Four Days

  1. Mom says:

    Sorry you can’t sit home and wait for the arrival but probably time will go faster with you working. It won’t be long now. Hold on and dada and I will be there on July 8!! That baby can share a birthday with Jason! Maybe a firecracker baby would be fun.

    See you soon.

    Love, MOM

  2. Jennifer says:

    Any babies yet?

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