So, we’re going through some really big changes. In 2010, we moved, got married, and I graduated and passed the bar. Last year, my husband changed jobs and then we bought a house. It seems impossible to simply make one big life change every year, so this year we are having a baby, and on Wednesday, I start a new job.
I stopped writing about work here pretty much when I started my last job, mostly because it made me so uncomfortable for privacy reasons. I don’t know whether I will write more about it with the new position. I’m going from a family law to general civil practice, although I’ll be staying in the public interest sphere.
There are some things that happened to me during this job negotiation that I handled incorrectly, and that others thoroughly bungled. I’m not going to talk about it publicly, but feel free to send me an email or leave a comment with your email address if you have specific questions about interviewing for and changing jobs during pregnancy – it’s very difficult to navigate. All I will say is that I wish I had put my own needs first, instead of trying to make things convenient or easier for other people. Negotiate hard for what you want, and when that is in writing, give your notice. If that process takes longer than you had hoped, that’s not your problem.
I’m making a lot of sacrifices for this job – I’m giving up a great commute, fantastic coworkers, a boss who lets me run my own office, a lot of independence, and paid maternity leave. Like any decision, you have to hope really, really hard, that what you are giving up is worth what you are getting. With my longer commute comes a much bigger office, a support staff, a boss who is in the office, a higher salary and chance for promotion, training, and a very large organization, fancy things like a client database on the computer , and a broader practice area.
The timing, as with everything, was not spectacular. I have a friend in the office I’m going to, and I’ve wanted to work there for awhile, and she sent me the job posting a week after I found out I was pregnant. I interviewed when I was 8 weeks. At 16 weeks, they called me for a second interview. At 19 weeks, I went on the second interview. At 20 weeks, I was offered the position. (If you are counting, yes, it’s been 8 weeks from when I was offered the position to when I’m starting at this job.) I am pleased with how smooth the transition has been for my current office – I was able to give adequate notice and they were able to hire my replacement, and I was able to train her as best as I could. This eased my anxiety about leaving a mess of files and notes that my replacement would not understand.
This change is terrifying for me. I am about to take a job, work there for 11 weeks, and then go out on maternity leave at some point. I’ve been incredibly emotional the last few weeks, and every decision I have made has been second guessed and discussed to death, and then I’ve cried over it. But, I remember the post I wrote two years and four months ago. Success is scary, change is huge. My mantra for this week is, ships are safe at harbor, but that’s not what ships are built for.