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Woo-hoo! I'm on leave! No more waddling from the T stop to work. I can spend nearly all my time wearing either pajamas, or Kathy's hideous yet comfortable maternity sweatsuits, rather than squeezing myself into work clothes. No more embarrassment over the ugly maternity clothes at work. I can take long, long naps in the afternoon without worrying that my cow orkers will walk in on me. No more sharing a bathroom with my officemate. I can stick close to our well-stocked fridge rather than having to resort to the icky hospital cafeteria. If I have insomnia, I can contentedly get up and putter around, rather than fretfully worrying about how sleep deprived I'll be when it's time to drag my ass into work. No more dealing with putting my boots on until I'm good and ready to deal with them. All work items now at bottom, not top, of to-do list, which should free up lots of round tuits for baby stuff, house stuff, me-care stuff. Yay!