The one who gave me my great legs and loud, obnoxious infectious laugh is coming in today for a surprise visit (she just called and asked last night if it would be okay). Of course it’s okay! She’s worried about me* and wants to take care of me, plus my friends are throwing me a baby shower this weekend and I know she wants to be a part of the celebration. 🙂

Mom, Me, Cletus

*Because of the heat, stress from my new job, gestational diabetes, and now a diagnosis of a hole in my heart. (Sounds worse than it is. I freaked out at first, but have doctor friends who have reassured me that it’s benign and very common.)