Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Two Weeks

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.

For now.

As always, it's hip to be square (and not spazzing for the moment), kids.

1 comment:

  1. Hang in there! It took me six months to get pregnant with my first. The first few months I was ok. The month before I got pregnant, I spent every night crying to my husband about how I would never get pregnant.
    Once it happened, it seemed like it had happened right away.


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