Thought I would reel you in with the post title. I'm really just referring to work or in my case, lack thereof. One perk to pregnancy -- you can go out in public with your pants COMPLETELY unbuttoned and unzipped and it's acceptable. Not only that but the pregnant manufacturers actually make a piece of fabric so that you an successfully pull it off.
I thought of this because today I am squeezing into the last pair pre-pregnancy dress pants that "fit". By "fit" I mean I can pull them all the way up without looking like a stuffed sausage. Even though I can pull them up, there is no way in hell that I'd be able to zip or button them so I opt for the BeBand from Target. It's this lovely piece of stretchy fabric that you put over your pants where they're supposed to be fastened and it keeps everything up.
I'm talking about my pants today because I have two interviews after summer school. I had better get a job ASAP because I think that this is the last time I'm going to be able to pull off these dress pants. I just got back from my first interview and had to hike them up once I got back to the car. I hate that pregnancy is taboo for getting a job because I end up sitting in interviews paranoid.
- Is she looking at my stomach?
- Does she know?
- Is she waiting for me to tell her that I'm pregnant?
- What if I get the job, is that betrayal that I kept it a secret?
That's what I think about. I know, I know. I'm not required to share any personal information in an interview, but for those of you who are not teachers it's hard to understand the predicament that I'm in. I have the students for 9 months out of the year. The first and last month's are used for establishing procedures and then wrapping up/end of year testing. That leaves 7 solid months to actually teach. Well, I'm going to be out with the baby for 2 of those 8 months. It's kind of an asshole thing to do if you ask me. At this point, having gone a full year without a full-time job, I have to be selfish because savings doesn't last forever. So my lips are sealed until I sign on the dotted line.
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