Rumination

I love my mother.  To death.  She's one of the best, strongest, most generous women that I know.  However, she and I don't have what you would call a very touchy-feely emotional relationship.  Ever since I moved out to SLC, I've called her nearly every day (partly because I knew that she'd forget to call me.)  Now, my mother is being so, so, so nice to me!  She asks me questions about my eating habits and my weight gain, my level of fatigue and school, etc.  If my mom keeps on acting this way, it makes me wish that I could be pregnant for much longer than 9 months.