As I was driving back home yesterday from a wonderfull cofee date with my good friend Amy, it struck me that I seem to be Waiting all the time these days...
Actually, it almost feels like I have been waiting since I found out I was pregnant...
Waiting to finding out if I am pregnant for sure...
Waiting to find out if everything is ok at the ultrasound...
Waiting is replaced by Shocking for a few days..There's 2 in there!..
Waiting to find out if the boys are healthy at regular ultrasounds..
Waiting for the sickness to go away...
Waiting for sleep to come baack...
Waiting to get the ok by the doctor to stop working directly with agressive clients...
Waiting for the birth...
Waiting to feel normal again...
Waiting for some good luck (daycare issues, financial woes, car troubles...)
Waiting to lose the extra baby weight...
Waiting to start feeling normal again...Did I already say that?
Waiting for the boys to start pre-school...
Waiting to go back to work full time...
Waiting to finally get started on my Master's
Waiting for Dan and I to be like we used to be instead of...Roomates...
Waiting for my friendships to get back to where they were...
Waiting for the guilt to stop...
Waiting for the funk to end...
Waiting for the day I can feel good about myself as a mother, a wife and a woman...
Waiting...
Maybe I let all this Waiting get in the way of Doing?
In the last 3 years, I have become a Master of making lists...
A list on how to lose weight, when to work out, what my days should look like at home, what goals I want to achieve...
Maybe THIS is the problem.
Writting, planning, organizing leads to Waiting...and NOT doing...
Today I promise myself to STOP waiting and START doing...
They say knowing you have a problem is half the problem...
Waiting move over, DOING is back and she's on mission...
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