Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Waiting

I'm not a patient person. I know this about myself. I have known it for a long time.  Some how I ended up with a job that has me juggling multiple tasks at a time (something I am good at) but also has me waiting even more is beyond me.  I spend hours every week waiting in court for my cases to be called; often when I need to be in another court or two at the same time.  Had I known I would have to do so much waiting I probably would have still chosen this field.  Because as inpatient as I am, as much as I hate waiting, I still love what I do, and so I wait.

So now I'm waiting in my personal life too. Waiting for my period. Waiting for my donor information. Waiting to leave for Prague. Waiting for transfer day. Waiting for two long weeks.  I feel like I'm going to explode at any minute (or is that the Chinese take-out we got tonight?).  I just want to be there already. I just want to be pregnant.  I'm not a patient person but I am pretty sure that I will get through these periods of waiting, because I want the end result more than anything I've ever wanted in my life, and so I wait.

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