Monday, 22 February 2010

Well? What's the result?

I hate waiting. I know I shouldn't be so impatient, but the simple truth is, when I want something, I'm not very good at waiting for it.

Which is how we got here in the first place. There's no way on earth I should be doing this now, but if there's a chance I can, then I bloody well will. Still waiting, I think back over the efforts over the past month. They were significant - every day for five days - but I wasn't prepared not to succeed. Which, again, highlights my impatience - it's not like its been going on for a while - in fact, we'd only just decided. But, it's a bit all or nothing with me.

I look down - still blank, still waiting. And then I think - do I really want this? Am I really ready to do it all again? Maybe I don't, and it's a blessing in disguise. And then I look again. Two lines. No mistake. I'm pregnant. Definitely worth the wait.

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