Day 2 - Slice of Life Story Challenge
It’s a.. It’s a…
Waiting is hard for me sometimes. I typically consider myself a patient person, but on occasion I have been known to grow impatient. And that is certainly the case in all things related to becoming a new grandmother. How blessed I am because at the end of this month I will officially carry the title of grandmother with the birth of my son and daughter-in-law’s baby. We do not know if it will be a boy or a girl but we are all eagerly awaiting the arrival to see! And in late July my daughter and son-in-law will grace me with another grandchild. In my head I hear a choir of angels singing Ahhhh in melodious fashion.
Today, however, I am most impatient as I sit at home waiting to go to the doctors with my daughter to experience my first ultrasound of our grandchild and find out if it is a girl or a boy! This is an experience I never had with my own three children so I feel even more anxious and excited. I thought I could sleep a little later this morning, relax with a cup of coffee, write this post and leave for the appointment. But instead I awoke earlier than usual, unable to sleep, read or eat. And now as I type, my fingers are jittery, and my brain is unfocused. The thought of seeing this little baby and hearing the heartbeat for the first time is rather emotional. I am brought back to the pregnancy and births of our three children, hearing that first heart beat and waiting those nine long months to snuggle for the first time. Today I grow impatient for the results and to see the little one on the screen. I grow impatient as I wonder will it be a boy or a girl. I grow impatient to hold and smell the newness of not one but two babies. Egads! I guess I am more impatient than I thought.