This upcoming week is gonna be a busy one for me. I've been serving on a hiring committee this academic year, and this week is basically the culmination of what we've been working toward: The on-campus interviews of our top picks. The interviews themselves are fairly rigorous for the candidates (this is for a dean position), but in their own way, they are demanding, time consuming and rigorous for us as interviewers too.
So, this means I have some extra demands on my time this week, and that means Norah will be attending daycare for the full day on Mon, Tues, and Thurs, and on Friday morning, Jerry took the morning off to be with her. My particularly long days will be Monday and Thursday since I'll be on campus by 8:30 am for the interviews and I'll be there until about 9 pm since I have night classes those evenings. I'm definitely not looking forward to those 2 days this week: Not necessarily because I'm dreading the long day (although, 12 hours is a long work day when you're 30 weeks pregnant), but because I'll only see Norah those days for a little bit in the morning before Jerry takes her daycare.
I know that she'll be fine at daycare for the full days, and I know this week's schedule is an exception to our normal routine, but I am still feeling anxiety about how little I'll see her and spend time with her this week. Oh well, like I said, I know it's only one tough week, and by the end of this week, my obligation with the committee will conclude so no more extra meetings this term, and hopefully, we'll have a successful week in terms of interviews and we'll have a successful conclusion to this rather long search.
I wish I could say that I'm looking forward to a cold beer come Friday evening, but alas, I think I may have to settle for some sort of preggo-appropriate treat. But, a cold glass of heartburn-inducing lemonade just doesn't have the same ring to it :)