Apparently I'm overreacting! But I've lived in New York long enough to know that people here can't drive in the snow. And I REALLY don't want to give birth in traffic. Or at home. Or anywhere else that doesn't have pain meds and lots of doctors around if something goes wrong (that's why I've been on maternity leave for a week). I guess in this country you can choose to have a baby, you just can't choose when to have it. So much for reproductive freedom.
Zoe has also recently figured out how to kick me in the ribs and poke my bladder at the same time. It's wonderful. I can't sleep and I'm too uncomfortable to do much of anything.