So, I gave my boss the final “yes, I am taking the full three months off after the baby’s born” answer today. I’m feeling bad because I know I’m leaving them in a lurch by doing this. We’ve been very short staffed recently and in addition to me leaving temporarily, the other reference clerk is leaving for good. What makes it worse is that we’re both leaving right at the beginning of the school year when things are often quite busy. I’m not sure how they are planning to manage this. Actually, I’ve been afraid to ask since I’m likely to change my mind and tell them I’ll come back sooner but I honestly feel that it would be better to tell them three months now then it would be for something to happen later and for me to then ask for more time off. At least this way they have more time to prepare.
Taking the three months off is also going to set us back financially since I’ll only be paid for about half of the time. I can’t believe with all the talk in this country about institutions and communities being more “family friendly”, our government still hasn’t come up with a better system for maternity leave. Sure, we’ll give you the time off and protect your job with laws in the mean time but we won’t provide you with any money or anything. So, in other words…you can have a baby…you just can’t feed and cloth it.
It dawned on me the other day that June is almost over with. I can’t believe how quickly this summer is going by. I have less than nine weeks left. Save for a few false labor pain episodes and some rather uncomfortable lower back pain, the last three months have been wonderful pregnancy-wise. It’s been so much fun feeling him move and how the movement changes as he grows. He was having a particularly active day last Friday. As I was laying on the couch watching his movements, there was a moment where I swear, I could have grabbed a limb with two fingers if only I were quick enough.
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