I just realised the other day that all my life I’ve been waiting for something. Waiting for school holidays, waiting to graduate primary school, then high school, waiting to get into university, waiting to graduate and get a real job. Waiting to get engaged, get married, buy a house, ask a friend to be our donor, then waiting to start IVF, waiting for the quarentine period on the sperm donations. Of course there’s the horrible two week wait and then 38 weeks while our baby grew & developed, and the agonising last few weeks of pregnancy waiting for labour to commence.
Now she’s here I’m no longer waiting. I’m just enjoying it and soaking it all up. I want each week to last forever. I’ll spend hours just staring at her as she sleeps, or grins and eats her fists. I’ve finally got everything I want.