In the beginning of the baby-making process, the two weeks between ovulation and icky gross funtimes seems like an effing eternity.
An eternity on the lake of fire where everyone else announces their pregnancies and you secretly think really mean things about them.
Or maybe not so secretly.
"The Two-Week Wait", as it's called, is a reality for almost every who wants to get pregnant. The first two times through it, it's pretty much the worst thing ever. It's like your life is going at half speed no matter how hard you try to keep busy to make the time pass faster. Everything is a question mark. Everything is a symptom. It's like rocking in a chair and expecting to cover distance.
This month, though, has just been easier. Maybe the third time is the charm for getting used to always waiting for something. You wait for your period. Then you wait to ovulate. Then you wait to see if your period is going to show again. Then you wait to ovulate. Rinse. Repeat. Go crazy.
I'm relaxed this month. I mean, I'm never actually relaxed, but I'm not on the verge of a total spazz. I'm just waiting to see what happens. The farther I get in to this process, the more the practical side of my brain starts to wonder if two weeks is even really that long for your body to decide if it wants the rest of your whole damn life to change.
This is a list of things that are far-less life changing that we wait two weeks or WAY more for them to happen. We may not do it happily, but we do it.
Approval to buy a house
Time between buying plane tickets and going on trip
Regular shipping on mass-produced things from China bought on Ebay
Installation of new floors
Refund of money to your credit card
Appointment to see a medical specialist
Prize from contests
Test results from the above-mentioned specialist
Legalization of divorce
How long is takes your crazy cousin to get to your house when he says he'll be there in a half hour
So, is two weeks that long? In real-life terms, probably not. I may wake up tomorrow morning and count today as a moment of insanity and go back to freaking out about the whole thing, but I really don't think so. I'm just okay with it.
As always, it's hip to be square (and not spazzing for the moment), kids.