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Last night I spent a lot of time up and down, taking vitamins, drinking tons of water, tossing and turning and having to pee, etc, as well as worrying about A and A who got the cold and were sleeping badly. Then I finally fall asleep around 8 am, and A and A are on our bedroom floor, Isaac's in bed with me and Grant, and my bedroom door opens. In steps...my mother o_O If you need to be reminded, she lives 400 miles away. Apparently her dad, who has been staying with her, got a call that his mother is dying and he had to come home (Key West) if he wanted to see her first. So she spent the whole night driving him down there and stopped in on the way back.

She couldn't find Laura, who wasn't answering my cell and doesn't have her own phone - BellSouth told them SEPTEMBER 26 for phone service! - and she can't find her place in the maze-like community they live in. So I went with her, after she visited with the kids a little, to show her the way. My mom is now driving this tiny yellow sports car that's low to the ground, no backseat, black and red interior. We had to go through and detour around all this flooding and blocked roads and whatnot, to get out there where my sister lives, only to find they weren't home. The whole time her arctic AC is blasting and everytime I am out of the car the searing heat is making me totally disoriented. I realized they were probably at church, and we went by Life Pointe and walked into the back, just in time for the end of the service. So I'm standing there by my mother who has been up for like 36 hours already and didn't even take her sunglasses off, trying not to sniffle too often, watching baptisms up front and then grabbing ahold of my sister who is of course shocked to see mom.

By the time we all got back here they were talking about going out to eat, but I was just glad to get to take a nap. She's probably halfway back to Jacksonville by now (has to work tomorrow).

My first thought upon seeing her, waking from crazy pregnant dreams, was You still have to come when I'm in labor, I don't care if you've got Dr Augustus ready for me out in the living room.

May 2017

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