This is what I was made for...

This week I have my little sister in town for summer camp. While there are definitely some aggreviating characteristics about an 11 year old, the good definitely outweighs the bad. Packing her lunch this morning and making sure she was on task for getting ready really solidified for me that I don't just want the sweet baby years, I want the whole thing, I want to be a mom. This morning felt so natural, like I had been doing it my whole life. I'm still having the low abdominal cramping for at least a few minutes everyday, and I am so exhausted that I can barely keep my eyes open. I have an appointment with a new PCP on Friday, one that practices both Eastern and Western medicine. Hopefully I can get a new outlook on what is going on.