Anticipation...It's Making Me Wait

Quick backstory: JD is starting a new aspect to her career. She is now also working as a doula. A doula is essentially a child-birthing coach/cheerleader/caretaker for the mother during labor and delivery. JD won't be catching babies.

JD's first client as a doula called yesterday morning stating that she has dilated to 5cm. FYI - 10 cm is when you start pushing. When JD got off the phone yesterday around 9am, we all went into prep for her leaving as soon as the mommy-to-be (M2B) called stating she was in labor. As soon as we made plans with our parents for juggling the kids for last evening since I had a commitment at the scout meeting, I got cracking on finishing a project I've been working on for the past week or so.

By yesterday afternoon, I had finished the project. We haven't heard anything from the M2B since yesterday morning. I am hesitant to get working on my next project out of concern of having to drop what I'm doing as soon as the M2B calls. At the same time, I can't really sit back waiting and then spend the next 12-36 hours away from work while JD is working. I need to run some errands. After that...I really hope JD gets her call so I don't find myself killing all of today doing small menial tasks because of the anticipation of JD's departure.

I am a patient boy. I wait, I wait, I wait, I wait.

Fugazi - "Waiting Room (live '88 in D.C.)" - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SGJFWirQ3ks