Since we've been in the waiting families book, the whereabouts of my phone has grown in importance. Waiting, waiting, waiting for the call.
Sometimes at work I'll be plugging along on a project and will think "What if today's the day!?" I scramble to find my phone anxiously looking at it to see if there is a missed call with a mysterious number. Not so far, but some day I'm sure that call will come through.
In the mean time, if you call and I sound slightly disappointed, it has nothing to do with you. It has everything to do with a mom's desire to be a mom again.