Yeah, well, prepare to be smothered. You know those women who were just meant to be mothers? The sort that just always mothered even if ours died and that's just the role she took everyone even at the age of seven?
Also? Ignore the prattling about you just showing up randomly. She's been annoying about it. I just don't call her as often as she'd like me to because she's not my mother, and I haven't quite figured out how to tell her I've known you several lifetimes over.