Challenging...

Now I'm glad I write this blog, because just reading my last entry renewed my will to push on as the mother of a now 22 month old. I could relive the happiness I felt last week when A was a pure joy. That's helping me through the past few days... not that she's BAD, she's just---two. The whining could be used as a form of torture. I am anticipating the opposite reaction at block time this week, as Mike left this morning for three days in Phoenix. My heartburn has been spectacular, otherwise not much to report on the pregnancy front. I have an OB appointment next week, where my main objective will be to guarantee a prompt epidural upon my arrival at the hospital, no matter how many centimeters dilated I am!