So, I heard the baby’s heartbeat today for the first time. I also found out that much to my pleasure I, indeed, had not gained 15 pounds over the last 5 weeks. Between my sloth-like behavior and my inability to eat anything that is not positively carb-o-licious, I feel like the Michelin Woman these days. Thankfully, the death stare I gave the scale – willing it to weigh me in at a reasonable poundage – worked, and I only registered a 4 pound weight gain. Now, if I could just put together an outfit that does not place any more emphasis on the fact that I do not look pregnant – just fat, it would be a miracle. I am SO going through that awkward, adolescent phase of pregnancy.