Waiting

 We waited a year to get pregnant 

I waited days to be given a scan

I waited for the bleeding to stop 

For two weeks, I waited to be told that it was all over

Now I wait to feel normal, to feel better

I wait for the sadness to go

I wait for the guilt to end

I wait for the opportunity to try again and wait and wait and wait 

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