I have never been a big fan of newborns. Kittens and puppies, yes, but not babies. I like kids when they were a bit older and not so funny looking. My friend Alexis says babies come in 2 categories, and of course I forget what they are, but neither is complimentary, and one of them is aliens. Which is pretty much true. So when I was pregnant for the first time, I seriously wondered if my baby would be cute, and if it wasn’t, would I think it was cute anyway, and how I would know if people were lying to me when they said, “Aww, what a cute baby.” Luckily, Esther was an exceptionally beautiful baby. And ever luckier, I fell madly in love with her the moment I laid eyes on her, all purple and scrawny and covered in slime. So this time around, I’m pretty sure I’ll love the baby no matter what it looks like. And besides, I make cute babies