Waiting is hard. Even for a patient person... which I am not. Pregnancy was endless for me. I wasn't one of those women who pulled it off with calm, graceful, resiliency. I was a panic strip of electric worry every moment of every day. I used to wake in the middle of the night and push on my belly to wake the baby up and then make up a rhyme like :3:45 and she's still alive.
When I was pregnant with my last baby, Grace, I was the worst. A friend had lost a baby during childbirth a year earlier, and I was on and off bed rest myself. It was not fun. I remember the last day before my scheduled c-section (1 natural, and two stubborn beans who would not turn...) My friend Mary Frances took me and our collective children to the MacDonalds play place to let then run and give me a rest. It was the longest day of my life. But the most amazing thing happened. She was born the next day, no complications, beautiful and wonderful and the best part for me was that the waiting was over.
On Tuesday I sent out my Manuscript to an agent who requested revisions on a full. It was wonderful for her to give me another crack at her representation. She requested an exclusive and said she would be fast. That means, any day now, I will hear a Yes or No. *****NOTE for all you writers out there, this is NOT the norm. This agent read my MS in four days on the first shot... that is the only reason I am expecting her to be super fast with the revised version. It takes, on average, THREE months to review a full manuscript, that is from an agent to my ears.****
I can't imagine the possibilities of a Yes or a NO... just as I couldn't imagine giving birth to Grace.... but it happened, and everything was what it was in the end. And in the end it was beautiful.