Guess who just arrived?!

Last May, I had a layover on my flight to New York for BEA. When the plane landed and the flight attendant said we could turn on approved electronic devices, I turned on my phone to find a text message from my best friend of nearly a decade. It was a picture.

It was a pregnancy test, with two lines.

That's it. No note.

Last night, she gave birth to a beautiful baby boy, her third child, her second son, and a guaranteed heartbreaker. And I'm not just saying that because she named him Jace. (His middle name was chosen to honor his late maternal grandfather, and I get teary just thinking about that.)

I wanted to be there yesterday sooo badly. I checked my phone obsessively for messages. I texted her husband all day (didn't want to bug her with texts during labor...). I sent flowers. I pretended I was being productive, when really I was imagining the new baby. And finally, he arrived. The new (again) daddy texted me a picture during dinner.

So my good news for this week is that baby Jace arrived, happy and healthy, a beloved brother, son, nephew, and grandson from the moment of birth. He could not be more adorable. He could not be more loved. And he could not be in better hands.

Congratulations, Kim!