Cupcake

The knitting girls (if you don't know already, I get together with a group of my favorite ladies and knit on Sunday mornings) informed me that they need a nickname for the baby, so we can quit saying "it" when we refer to him or her. AP called her little one "Nugget" before he was born, and Missy called her baby "Peanut" before she finally made an appearance.

At our knitters' weekend to Tablerock Lake a few weekends ago, AP suggested the name Cupcake, since I LOVE cupcakes (a ridiculous amount).

Aaron, my sweet fiancé, even asked if he could marry me and our little Cupcake when he proposed last week. (Insert chorus of "aw!" here.)

So we're going with that—Cupcake. Today, Cupcake decided that the curried tofu salad sandwich and fruit that I thought looked good in the cafeteria was not what he or she wanted to eat for lunch, so instead I ate oatmeal raisin cookies and a cherry-flavored Blow Pop. Healthy.

Too Big For My Britches!

Well, I knew it would happen...15 weeks pregnant and I am starting to get a little too big for my britches! In other words, only one pair of my pre-pregnancy jeans now fit around my growing belly! I have bought some maternity jeans, and a glorious invention called the Bella Band,

and I am making it work (as Tim Gunn would say).

It's a little frustrating--I STILL don't really FEEL pregnant. I have always carried my excess weight around my waist, so it kind of just feels like I am getting fatter, and I can't suck it in the way I used to. In fact, today, as I stood in front of the mirror getting dressed, I tried to pull my abs in, and it was a little painful! I suppose I should just get over it--there' a baby in there (as Aaron keeps graciously reminding me).

Aaron's cousin Pam lent us her baby heart monitor--maybe that will help. Listening to the baby's heart on a regular basis might make me feel more like I'm pregnant, not just fat! :)