I went to a baby shower tonight and it was really cool. Well, it was only about five of us, but it was really intimate and comforting. It was held at my boss' house, which is beautiful. I would love to wake up every morning with a clear few of the City everyday. Solange is so sweet, and I hope that best for her and the "little one." I was glad to see Ana there as well (Thanks for riding shotgun girl! I truly am thankful to know you. I can't wait until we starting learning new things together. And, believe me, if I have anything to do with this, we're gonna get you and Marcus on Oprah. You two deserve it!). With the theme of the evening, I couldn't help but think what it will be like to be a mom. All the way from the labor pain, to the sleep deprivation, to birth order and how you treat each child, etc. It's something that I'm definitely looking forward to, but there are concerns that I guess I'll have to experience in order to fully understand. Like this past week for instance (well, everyday actually), my mom always calls me to see when I am coming home or what I am doing, etc. I've asked friends that are older than me if this happens to them, and it does, so it's comforting to know that I'm not the only one. It's frustrating (don't get me wrong, I LOVE my mom dearly), but I've been wondering if I'll be the same way with my kids. Both my daughter(s) AND son(s). GRRRRRR!!! Yet another thing to think about, down the line at least! Ah, the joys of being a girl!