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When I got pregnant with Gretchen, I didn't tell anybody. Only the supervisors knew what was going on with me, and I was cool with them. It took three or four months for me to start showing enough for people to guess. That's when Yolanda and Tanquerey had to finally shut their mouths about it for good.
I think I handled it well. I stood up for myself without having to be a victim and file a harassment claim. Even better is how my case is positioned far enough away from both of them, as Tanquerey is on a form 50 route far away until they dismantle and absorb her vacant route after the holidays, Then when she's stuck bouncing around again, she'll still be far enough away because they moved the cases again while I was on maternity leave, and I'm across from a bunch of Frankfort Square routes she doesn't do. Both Yolanda and Tanquerey make a point of talking to one another every day, even though their cases are far apart, because birds of a feather and all.. I'll still talk to Yolanda (if I have to) about work related things because she didn't invade my home life in the middle of the night.
It took me a couple of sessions to write this entry because it's difficult to find time with Gretchen. I also have a lot of things to do, like put up Christmas decorations, plant 12 trees I have heeled in on the side of the house and finish my stone walkway from the house to the garage. The outdoor activities might have to wait for spring, as any warm weather in the winter finds either the ground too soggy or the atmosphere too windy to get any work done. When the weather gets extra cold I'll then find extra time to get back into this, for sure.