A week or two ago, Jonathan and I went to the gym, and while I was walking to the next part of my workout, I spotted a woman who looked very familiar. She was petite and thin with gray hair and had a grim look on her face. I could not place her, but I felt a distinct negative "vibe" as I thought about her. Get away from her. Don't make eye contact. Walk the other way, my inner voice was saying, and I had a queasy feeling in my stomach. That's so unusual for me. Normally I would be racking my brain and deciding to greet the person and figure out who they were to make pleasant conversation and reconnect. Not this time! I avoided her and went down the stairs, but I still had no idea who she was.
Later, when I sat down at home to do my BSF lesson, it hit me. She was my ex-OB/GYN! It's been several months (nine?) since I've been in her office, but apparently, I still get that awful feeling in the pit of my stomach when I see her. Ugh.
It may be difficult to wait on the adoption process-OK, it is difficult to wait on the adoption process-but I'd still choose waiting on adoption any day of the week rather than go back to infertility treatments. Ugh!
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