Daily Dose of Mama: Growing a Pair

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Growing a Pair

Sometimes I err so far on the side of caution to not inconvenience someone that I end up driving myself wild. One little e-mail could clear it all up, but NOOOOOOO, I would prefer to suffer in anxious anticipation/worry for a full week instead of putting myself out there just a teeny, tiny bit. This in turn makes poor Appa have to suffer through my "suffering." Trust me, I am not a pretty sufferer.

So today, after two DDPs and one too many e-mail dings from a social networking site that was most definitely not my SW sending me an update on Little Bro, I grew a pair and sent off a polite, one line e-mail just asking if she had anything for me.

I feel a bit better now. Either way she answers, I'll soon be able to stand my e-mail dinging without going into nervous twitches.

And that is a good thing, because I am not a pretty e-mail twitcher, either.

4 comments:

kellyMay 25, 2010 at 11:57 AM
C, I'm the same way! Glad you grew a pair this morning and sent the email. I hope it's good news!!!
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KrisMay 25, 2010 at 12:59 PM
Good for you! I hope you get an answer and that it's good news.

p.s. I don't find it at all funny that you have to go through this, but I do enjoy your sense of humor in your writing.
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AnonymousMay 25, 2010 at 1:36 PM
I'm so glad you sent that e-mail! I hope you hear some good news soon.
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BekahMay 25, 2010 at 1:40 PM
Good for you! I really hope that you hear something back soon & it was worth the wait!
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I'm a 32-year-old everyday mama. My husband (Appa) and I adopted our first son Little Bug (at 10 months old) from Korea in September 2008. We adopted our second son, Little Bro, from Korea in April 2011 at age 21 months. We adopted our third son,Little Moon, at age 3 in November 2013. I've wanted to be a mama for a long time, but I'm still trying to figure out the reality of it all and take time to enjoy the delicate beauty of the highs and the lows.

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