Baby #1- Small Beginnings

Here is Melamae, asking a nice young fellow named Phil if he has a girlfriend.
"No, I'm single. I live in that bachelor household over there." Phil said.
"I never would've thought that you'd be single." Melamae turned her feminine charms on Phil.
Phil was so happy to be getting attention from a lady that he blushed, giggled and scrunched his face up.
"Shall we go inside?" Melamae said seductively.
"You have nice hands."
" You're lovely." Phil told Melamae.
When he caressed her face, Melamae realized that she should ask him about the challenge before it became too personal.
"So Phil, I was wondering... would you be in my challenge? I need to have 100 babies with different guys. Will you help?" Melamae asked bravely, desperately hoping for a yes. "Sure!" Phil said. "Anything for you."
"Yay!!" Mel shrieked and leaped into Phil's arms.
"Okay, I'll talk to later." Melamae breathed into Phil's ear.
"Hey Phil, do you want to come over now?" Mae asked Phil on the phone. He was happy to.
Shortly after Phil arrived, they smooched, and prepared to make baby # 1.
"Are you ready?" Melamae asked Phil. "Heck yeah!" He replied.
They snuggled.
Then they woo-hoo'd, and the lovely lullaby filled the air.
Melamae awoke a few hours later when Phil reached over and cuddled her. She couldn't fall for him. No commitment, no real love. It was all about the baby. She woke Phil up.
"Phil... you need to leave now. You do understand, don't you?" Melamae told Phil. Phil said nothing, he just appeared hurt. "Okay then, I'm going back to sleep. I suggest you leave now." Melamae said.
"Blargedy blagger blarg!" Phil was not taking the breakup very well. He was clearly insane.
"Ohhh I oughtta...." Phil ranted and raved as he watched Mel sleep.
"She USES me! I'm just her toy, used for making babies, and nothing else!" Phil muttered insanely.
Her dreams that night were of warm milk and soft toys.
Mela awoke the next morning feeling queasy. Phil had left, and Mela was glad of it too.
Melamae heaved into the toilet bowl. She knew what had happened.
Mae got the belly bump later that month. She smiled and felt the little baby inside of her.
Melamae wanted a boy, so she gobbled up three of her homegrown apples.
Melamae decided to invite Phil over, so that he could say hi to his unborn child.
"Congratulations." Phil said when he arrived, awkwardly patting Melamae's shoulder.
"Phil, would you like to feel the baby kick?" Melamae inquired.
Phil was silent, than he said: "No. I really don't." Melamae was shocked. "Why not? It helps the baby grow." Phil just glared at Melamae.
Melamae was revolted at the sight of Phil. She couldn't believe how rude he was being.
"Why won't you feel my tummy? It's your baby too!" Melamae shouted at Phil.
Melamae left Phil inside to tend to her garden, it helped her cool her jets.
"Agh! It's coming! It's coming!" Melamae cried as the contractions kicked in.
Melamae appears calm, but her heart is racing.
The incoming baby's daddy decided that he needed to be there for the birth.
Here is Melamae with baby #1, Cully Jewel. Cully's traits are genius, and friendly.