Work = Slavery?

It's hard to believe that spring is already here when winters are known to extend well into April here in Eastern Canada. The weather couldn't be more beautiful, yet I'm stuck in the office. And what's worse, by the time Saturday comes, it usually starts raining and your weekend activities are ruined. People are cursed that way. But I'm not complaining. After all, better to walk in spring rain than in slushy snow in freezing cold.

What I am going to complain about is lack of sleep due to Daylight Savings Time. Obviously there is nothing I can do about it, other than express negativity. However, even going to bed at 9 doesn't seem to fix my insomnia symptoms so I ask you this, what do you do when you can't seem to get enough sleep? Wouldn't it be nice if we could all get as much sleep as we needed, then get up to go to work when we're ready and not when we're sleep walking? Or reduce our work week to 35 hours like in France? It's not too much to ask but I realize it's wishful thinking. The government will always find excuses to stay competitive in the global economy. But has anyone stopped to ask, what is this chronic exhaustion doing to our population? Is it too far fetched to assume we are reliving slavery in modern form and have lost much of our freedom? Is anyone doing any research on this, raising awareness, and bringing it up to Prime Minister's attention? Nobody probably has time because they are overworked.

I leave you with this interesting article for further pondering: http://users.ipfw.edu/ruflethe/american.html.

New Beginnings

The title should give away the clue as to why I haven't been as active on my blog as I would have liked to. As I'm writing this, I can feel my 6-inch baby move inside me. It has only begun moving about a week ago and does not move very often but every little kick is so precious. As I anticipate to feel the life of my baby more often and with greater force with each passing day, I can't help but think how wondrous women's bodies are. To feel life inside oneself and to give life to another human being - is there anything more magical and powerful than that? It is only now that the pregnancy feels like a reality, with my tummy sticking out and growing bigger every day. The transformation is both unusual and amazing. What's more, the first 4 months seemed to have flown by like the wind. I can't believe I'm already half way to giving birth! Everyone around me is excited for the Big Day which is supposed to fall on July 12th. I hope to find out next week whether it will be a boy or a girl. Whatever the sex of the baby, it will be a miracle when it's finally born. I am going to be a mom!