Prolonging the myth.

I felt so much better today, most of the day at least. The biggest relief of all is that my headache has finally passed. The moment the migraine started persisting further than any I've ever had, I was almost certain that I would be one of those poor people living with a 10-year chronic condition... something that I'm not sure I would be able to live with without sinking into a severe depression.

The good news for the day is that our shop isn't shut down. It's just under the watchful eye of the Dept. of Agriculture, and if we don't end up selling the business in the next few months, we may have to comply with their (relatively modest) requests. The inspector sure did look in every single nook and cranny in our shop. ::sigh:: Thank goodness.

I was basically asymptomatic all day, except for the peeing, and the fact that my appetite has both increased in frequency and decreased in portion size... something I understand that I'm supposed to strive for, my body is taking care of automatically. I've started to try to track my caloric intake... because I honestly have no idea how many calories are in anything and I very well could either be starving to death or overeating indulgently, and I wouldn't know. Yesterday, I only took in 1500 calories, which I don't think is quite enough... But as I'm a bit overweight to begin with, I'm not sure what my goals ought to be! I met the "ideal" 30g of protein, and stayed under the 30% mark with my fat for the day. And I took my vitamin. :)

Anyway, until 7pm came around, I felt great. Suddenly I was really exhausted, and my stomach ached a bit from eating a spinach feta pretzel from starbucks. Hooray, first baby heartburn!

Typing this around 9pm, I just got out of a shower, and I'm practically falling asleep writing and listening to music.

I considered today the problem of my last name. I really don't want my baby to take my current last name... I don't even want my name... It's got a bad history and bad people attached. I can't imagine honoring the name by passing it on to my child.

Besides, Colin's name is awesome. It's super classy and not weird at all.

Therein lies the problem. If my baby has Colin's last name and I don't, then I'm totally left out of the Campbell clan, and that's sad. Now, let me be clear here: I'm ambivalent toward marriage in general... I wouldn't mind being married, but I don't cling to it like many people do; and I certainly don't consider it a moral imperative for building a family unit. I know that I love him, that he loves me, that we're in this together for the long haul, and that we'll love our baby and be great parents. We knew all that before a baby was in the picture, and we know it now.

That said, the idea of a preggers wedding here at the house sounds totally awesome to me. Most of Colin's family will be down in January for the Disney marathon weekend, and I'll be about 6 months along... pregnant enough to be really obvious, but not so pregnant I couldn't still get around comfortably.

I like it. :) We'll see what daddy has to say about that.

Edit: Daddy did not like that idea. ::sigh::