Waiting

Waiting, waiting. Friday seems it will never come. Some days I feel different, some days I feel horribly normal. I have never been good at patience. My grandmother says in my head, "Good things come to those who wait." She always has wise words to say in my head, her and my mother both. They are usually also the words I don't want to hear and yet they persist. All I can do is frown in displeasure at the thought.

So now I will wait and frown until Friday when I am allowed to take the home pregnancy test.

Thankfully though I have nieces and nephews here to keep me from frowning too much for now. Morgan and I will be quilting this afternoon. That always makes me smile...both Morgan and quilting.