Food no longer sadisfying; waking up in the middle of the night starving; no energy? It can only mean one thing ... a baby!
We took the test Monday, July 27th. It's positive. (See the little plus sign?) 
With all the excitment Paige started celebrating along with us, yelling and waving her arms around, and she just had to hold the test.
I've been oh so sick. Paige and I just hang out. Paige makes messes. I lay around the house and watch. Brian has been a sport having to cook and stuff. I hope this part goes by quickly.