I think I have a tapeworm for a fetus.

I am constantly hungry. And now that most of my food aversions are gone (grilled cheese is still a no-no) I don't even care what I'm eating, as long as I am getting food into my belly. It's become a little ridiculous, with me waking up several times in the night with a very full bladder and an alarmingly empty belly. Every time I wake up and realize I'm going to have to eat something before I can fall asleep again, I'm faced with the same dilemma: what do I have the energy to make and eat that is healthy for Tiny Campbell? I try to choose the healthiest thing I have energy for, but when I only have energy for fruit snacks I don't think the difference between Welch's or Walmart brand makes that much of a difference. This kid's gonna come out looking like Jared before Subway got to him. And I'll still be hungry.
Speaking of, I bought my first maternity pants this week. Scrubs were about the only thing that fit me, and I wasn't about to spend my days off of work in my work uniform, so Charles and I stopped at Target for some much needed jeans. They fit nicely around my tummy, with room to grow, but they're still kind of big around my hips. That's saying something. Up until I met these pants, I was convinced the only thing wider than my hips was a yellow school bus. The long way. But I guess these pants were bigger, and I think that's what's so endearing about them.
Charles bought a new book (ok, I bought it for him) about pregnancy for dads-to-be. I like it alot. It's always telling him to rub lotion on my tummy or do my chores for me. And telling him that it's ok for me to cry if I want, although I don't believe I have since we found out we were with child. He even diagnosed this pain I've been having in my left side, right next to the baby. It's round ligament pain, he says, and he's supposed to make sure I don't make any sudden movements because that's what causes the ligaments to stretch and hurt. I could get used to this. I just wish they wrote books like this for non-pregnant women. I don't want this to end just because I give birth, you know.

Hello, food? It's me, Molly.

I'm baaaaaack! I feel like I'm finally myself again. I love food again, and I have at least enough energy to get me through a workday. For my whole first trimester, I slept through my lunch breaks because food was gross and sleep was good. It still is good, but so is food again.
I had my first real craving today, I think. At least my first weird one. Mashed potatoes, mixed with peas, on whole wheat toast. Sorry to anyone reading this who's still in their first trimester, but it was soooooo satisfying. Charles, who hates peas, was happy for me, but still a little grossed out.
And I think I might be showing today. I'm a little excited about it, but also feeling kind of like I wish I could put it off for a while longer. I know I'm gonna be really sick of my belly by the end. Charles is happy for me that I'm excited, but I think also a little grossed out. He'll be sick of my belly by the end, too, I'm sure.
Tonight he went out and bought me a turkey to cook, because we can never get enough of turkey leftovers. And rye bread. I forgot all about thawing it, so I'm gonna be done cooking it around one in the morning, but that turkey is calling me.
It's good to be back.

The End of Life as We Know It

I've begun a new blog, so feel free to check it out.
I'm pregnant, and I'm so pumped about it. And we're finally telling people! We had our first appointment this week, and we heard the heartbeat. It was cute, if you can say that about a heartbeat. Just to show everyone how naiive I am, I almost got teary when I heard my heartbeat, thinking it was Tiny Campbell's. But his/hers turned out to be much cuter.
Charles is reading this over my shoulder, and he said, "Oh, yeah. Sometimes I forget that we don't really know the gender yet. I just assume it's a boy." Funny, I just assumed it's a girl. Any wagers, out there? Do we have any friends of the wagering persuasion? I'm not talking money, just head shaving or something cool like that.
Anyway, we're thrilled to announce that as of May 31, 2009, we will be parents. If we get lucky and I deliver by my due date, anyway.


Here's the new blog address: http://wefourcampbells.blogspot.com/

Enjoy!