
Top 10 Things that I have had to wait for in life:
1. Getting back the Sesame Street Fever record (my favorite) after my mom got rid of it because it made me "too hyper." Still waiting.
2. A feather boa. Any color—it didn’t matter. All I wanted for Christmas in Kindergarten, first and second grade was a boa. Still waiting.
3. That very first kiss. Obviously no longer waiting. Donovan still thinks he was the first.
4. Taking communion for the first time in secret—long awaited.
5. Summer. Every year, the countdown to the next summer when I could visit Lucy the Elephant at the Jersey shore began the day I moved back to PA for the school year.
6. Leaving for college. Started anticipating that one long in advance.
7. Finding a partner in this life. Waiting is over.
8. Receiving a diagnosis for this “wacky joint dislocating thing” I’ve got going on. Waited five years.
9. A house where every room is furnished, heated, is used for its intended purpose and is free of power tools. Still waiting.
10. Parenthood. No longer waiting.
We may be waiting for that baby to officially come home, but parenthood began long ago for Donovan and me. We are already in that space of something—anxious to move to something more. We embraced parenthood when intense commitment to this child struck us long ago and we continue to defend and celebrate our developing family. And when this child physically arrives in our lives, we will throw that long boa around his/her neck (pink or blue yet to be determined) and disco shamelessly in pure celebration that the wait is over.
6. Leaving for college. Started anticipating that one long in advance.
7. Finding a partner in this life. Waiting is over.
8. Receiving a diagnosis for this “wacky joint dislocating thing” I’ve got going on. Waited five years.
9. A house where every room is furnished, heated, is used for its intended purpose and is free of power tools. Still waiting.
10. Parenthood. No longer waiting.
We may be waiting for that baby to officially come home, but parenthood began long ago for Donovan and me. We are already in that space of something—anxious to move to something more. We embraced parenthood when intense commitment to this child struck us long ago and we continue to defend and celebrate our developing family. And when this child physically arrives in our lives, we will throw that long boa around his/her neck (pink or blue yet to be determined) and disco shamelessly in pure celebration that the wait is over.