Sophie has become super-protective of me. She's always been more wary of strangers near our apartment when we're, say, out after dark. But, lately she just goes ballistic at anyone in or around the house if I'm home alone. Adam says she isn't that way with him at all. It's kind of cute, if annoying. She almost went through the screen door at some kids in the courtyard yesterday. I feel bad yelling at her, when she does it because she knows I'm too fat to fend for myself right now.

I'm hoping that this bodes well for her attitude towards the baby. I know some people who have had to get rid of their beloved canines when the baby arrived, and others who have dogs who patrol the nursery protectively. I really think Sophie will do the latter. She's not terribly territorial, is a good judge of character, and seems to have room in her loyal little heart for anyone we consider family. I love my dog.

So today is Mother's Day. I scored a Target gift card from my mom, a gift certificate for a pregnancy massage and a cool baby book from Adam, and a card from my sister-in-law. Although on the one hand I realize I have the rest of my life to celebrate Mother's Day, it was really really sweet to be thought of. Adam and I didn't celebrate, exactly, but we did go out for a nice brunch at one of our favorite restaurants and caught a matinee. I highly recommend "Crash," but be warned, if you're pregnant or otherwise emotional, you may sob through the entire thing.

I second that emotion: Crash is Cheadle-rific!