My mum is always very calm and down to earth. She never gets carried away, she never freaks out, she’s just relaxed and easy-going, seing the solutions instead of the problems. This was at least the case until I got pregnant ;P It seems she’s worried a lot about me, which she expresses by for instance holding my arm while I’m walking down stairs ’cause she’s afraid I’ll fall. And she’s been doing that since she learned I was pregnant ;P Now that Adrians arrival is approaching, she’s not exactly getting any better, and I have a very good example from last night. She called me around 7:30 pm, wondering if something was happening. She and her hubby was going over to some friends to have a few beers, and since she might not hear her cellphone ring, she wanted to check with me before they left. When I later in the conversation told her that Tony was working the night-shift, she started to worry about how I would get myself to the hospital if something where to happen, ’cause then she wouldn’t be able to drive me! Haha, she’s adorable, but crazy ;)

I’m starting to question if I should tell her when something actually does happen, ’cause I’m afraid she’ll have a heart-attack or something ;P