How else do you think it is that I manage to keep up so regularly here, while also running the community, working full time, writing for other sites, making a baby, and having a life?
And don’t even get me started on how I managed to take 66 units in one year of college while also working 3 nights a week at the bar and living in San Diego… where you know I was soaking in some beach time!
I like to think it’s the direct result of my superior time management skills really.
And perhaps the fact that I may be just the teeniest tiniest bit of a control freak.
But, I have always done the best in this life when I've had a lot on my plate. The more I’ve got going on, the better I thrive.
It allows me the opportunity to really take advantage of one of the few gifts I was blessed with in this life.
The gift of multi-tasking.
After all; I will never be an athlete, I possess absolutely zero musical ability, and I can’t draw a straight line with a ruler.
But I can plan, and schedule, and coordinate better than anyone you have ever met.
And it is as a supreme multi-tasker, that I often find myself divvying up a plethora of personal errands on my lunch hours.
I pack food for the day. I eat at my desk while working and don’t skip a beat. Nothing ever goes undone or meets completion past deadline.
But on those days when I’m not skipping out for doctor’s appointments or acupuncture, I tend to seize upon the time I would otherwise be eating and turn it into my opportunity to get something else done.
Which is what happened today, when I found myself meandering through the grocery store aisles at 1 in the afternoon.
This is actually my favorite time to do the grocery shopping. In the middle of the day, in the middle of the week, when the crowds are down and the aisles aren’t packed.
I can usually get in and out in 15 minutes for a trip that would typically take me 45 on a weekend.
But today, I started to rethink my shopping plan.
Because today; today I found myself grocery shopping amidst a sea of baby bumps. Cursing my own need to multi-task if only because it landed me right smack dab in the middle of maternity shopping 101.
And I… Well, I admit it. I cringed in jealousy. As I turned down every aisle to find yet another pregnant woman, I had to look away from those glorious bumps and remind myself that my turn is coming soon.
Fingers crossed.
I couldn’t help thinking “Don’t these women have jobs! What are they all doing here in the middle of the day?!?” Before promptly reminding myself that I had a job, and yet here I was as well.
Dodging baby bumps at every turn.
In reality, there were probably only 3 pregnant women in the entire store. But I felt like they were stalking me. I felt like they were everywhere. I felt like I couldn’t escape them.
This is the view of an infertile woman.
Bellies, bellies, everywhere.
Where everyone and their mother has one of these:
(Courtesy of Google Images)
Everyone but me that is.
And all I can do is hope and pray. Trust that one day soon, I will get my turn.
Because if ever there was a single woman equipped to handle this...
Let me just tell you; it's this multi-tasker right here!
