Still alive

The last couple of weeks have been pretty busy — among other things, I’m sort of splitting my maternity leave in two and have actually been back at work for the past few days because we were so shorthanded. I find that I can stand spending the day away from my daughter a lot better if I think of it as giving her a chance to spend a lot of time with her father. I’m not looking forward to the day I go back to work for good, though. I think about those countries where parents get a year of paid family leave and I just want to cry. Then I think about women here in the U.S. who can’t afford to take off even the amount of time that I’m getting, and I want to cry even more.