Transition from Fat to Pregnant

I'm wondering...would it be weird for me to introduce myself to people by saying "Hi, I'm Melissa....and I'm pregnant". Of course I want the world to know I'm pregnant because it is the single most amazing thing that has ever happened to me. But I also want the world to know that I'm pregnant so they don't automatically assume I'm growing a "muffin top" under my shirt. Honestly, I've never been more excited about gaining weight. In my head, the more weight I gain, the bigger my belly gets. Apparently, that is not the case. My hips and butt are being greedy and they are stealing the the weight away from my cute little baby belly. I know that soon enough those gigantic maternity pants that I have will fit, but in the meantime, I just plan to rub my belly alot while in public. That might help them notice my baby bump instead of the rest of the stuff overflowing from the top of my pants. :-) Really, it's not that bad. As of my appointment on Friday, I've gained a total of 6 lbs which the doctor says is "right on track". But I worry because I don't exercise, and my eating habits are the exact same as my 5 year old nephew.

Oh, and doctor also said that the heart rate of the baby is "flirting with the possibility of a girl"!!!!! We find out for sure Dec. 15th!

Cravings

Do any of you know of a pregnancy book that states that the husband is responsible for satisfying all food cravings, no matter the time of night? I need some proof in writing. Tom was under the impression that this did not become his responsibility until the 3rd trimester.

I tried last night to get him to go to Sonic for an Oreo Blast. After a small amount of pouting (on my part), he finally said he would go. To be honest...I didn't even want an Oreo Blast...I was just testing my limits. :-) But I ended up telling him he didn't really have to go. If I were to send him out into the night to satisfy a food craving, I wouldn't waste my time with ice cream...I would send him out for a block of cream cheese. I could eat those things like candy bars right now. Mmmmmmmmmmm!

A letter to my baby!

It truly amazes me that right now you are a tiny little human just hanging out in my belly. You have fingernails, you suck your thumb, and you can hear my voice and heartbeat. You have no idea that in a few months you will come home for the first time and be sniffed from head to toe by your two four-legged sisters. You have no idea that (if you are a girl) Peyton will be your BFF and (if you are a boy) you will watch Booker and Bodey in amazement as they do all the big-boy things you will do one day. You have no idea that you already have 10 cousins! You have no idea that Santa comes to the May house on Christmas Eve, sets out all our presents, while you and all the other kids hide downstairs. You have no idea that when you laugh, you will probably throw your head forward, hold, then throw your head back...just like a Mrozowicz. You have no idea how many times in your life you will have to say "my last name is Tod...T.O.D...just one D" and you have no idea how often they still spell it TODD. You have no idea that your daddy is so excited about you, that he has put his manliness aside and is in the process of crosstitching you a quilt. Whether you are a boy or a girl, this fishing quilt will be your absolute favorite blanket.

You have no idea how much you are loved already. And I had no idea I could love this much! Can't wait to meet you!

Everything is growing

As everyone who is reading this already knows, my eggo is finally preggo. I'm 15 weeks along and everything is doubling in size. The baby of course if growing daily which, in turn, is making my belly pop out and I find it adorable. I am unable to pass up a mirror without looking at my little baby bump. My boobs on the other hand have surpassed doubling in size and they are fast approaching the triple mark. I started out this pregnancy as a 34B. Around 10 weeks I had to buy a new bra which is a 36C. 5 weeks later (now) my girls are C's no longer. They have reached the size that women pay good money to have, and men pay good money to see. When does this stop? My poor husband doesn't even look me in the eye anymore. :-)

So far pregnancy has really been a breeze. No sickness and only a very small period of fatigue. I have been able to enjoy every second of it. My pregnancy dreams have given me an insight as to what my mind is subconciously worried about. Apprently, I'm afraid Tom is going to be struck by lightning because he is holding up 2 egg beaters in a thunderstorm. I'm also afraid that I'm going to forget that I'm pregnant and go tanning many times in one day. These are two things that I never thought would enter my mind, but now....Tom is no longer allowed to use the mixer. :-)