People are Silly...

So... yeah. The past few weeks have been a LITTLE bit busy to say the least! Spencer and I house-/dog-sat for Kirstin and James while everyone in his family (except for us) went to Lake Chelan for the annual lake trip. Did we miss it? Heck, yes. But there were many reasons why it just didn't work out of for us this year (money, internships, jobs without vacation time, oh... and this little detail where I'm 36 weeks pregnant...). Apparently it was a pretty wild trip. Rigby got to swim for the first time, Chase got engaged to Emily, everyone cried and moped horribly because we weren't there.... okay that last part didn't happen. But I'm glad they had fun!

House sitting was great for a few reasons:

• Kirstin and James literally live across the street from my hospital so my commute was cut from an hour each way to 5 minutes for a week straight.
  
• We got to play with the dogs, and they LOVE anyone who loves them.
  
• K and James have TiVo so I was able to watch all the episodes of SYTYCD that I was behind on.
  
• And I got a LOT more sleep! I was asleep by 9:30 or 10 every night and was able to sleep in until 7:00. It was glorious.

House sitting was a little hard for a few reasons, too:

• Kirstin and James' house was infested by mosquitoes and these little black beetles. I think I had at least 10 new bug bites every night. One bit my eyelid--when I woke up on Sunday morning, it was so swollen that I couldn't open it. Hotness.
  
• I didn't have to commute every day... but Spencer did. Drat.
• I didn't know my way around their kitchen or grocery store so cooking and shopping took about twice as long
• I had to miss Zumba for a couple nights because it was in Provo.... so I did a LOT of walking.
• My computer was never able to hook up to their internet so I didn't get any work done on my presentation until we came back to our place on Tuesday.

I've decided that people are silly. I looked at by blog stats for the first time in forever this past week and came across an interesting feature. Did you know that you can see the key words people use that end up linking to your blog? Here's a list of the key words hat linked to my blog in the past week:

26 weeks twin blog

meet the cornetts

"definitely an outie"

broken toes

byu belly button ring

mexican girl pregnant were you see her tummy

Really?! Belly button ring? Mexican pregnant girl? TWINS?! I don't even want to know how some of these connections were made. Under referring sites, blogger also showed that someone was linked to my blog by looking up Montel Williams' info page on wikipedia. All I know about Montel Williams is that he used to have a talk show and his "get out of debt now" commercials are as annoying as the devil. But just watch... now that I've mentioned him by name in my blog I'll get lots more random links to him in the future! Like I said, people (and internet servers) are silly.

Speaking of silly, I thought this was funny: My first patient on Monday morning asked me when I was due. When I told her, she said, "But you're so tiny! You can't be that pregnant!" She immediately became my new favorite person and I made sure she knew that. Not 15 minutes later, I saw my second patient of the day. She asked me when I was due, as well. When I told her, she said, "You can't have another month left! You look like you should be in Labor and Delivery right now!" Ha! I'm sure everyone sees my behbeh bump and can't help but compare my size to the size they or those they know were when they were pregnant.

I was also semi-flattered when a female patient's husband (who is a self-proclaimed accurate gender and multiples predictor) said there was no way I was having twins. However, his follow-up statement was, "Yeah. It's definitely not two. It's probably the world's biggest singleton but I can tell it's not two." Hmm...

Here's another gem I heard from a radiology tech. "Are you due pretty soon? You look so uncomfortable!" I responded with, "Actually, I feel great!" Her follow-up was, "Oh. Well, good for you. But you look uncomfortable."

And my ultimate favorite comment to date came from a TOTALLY sweet and typically tactful respiratory therapist that I work with in Neuro trauma:

*Gasp* "Look at your cute swollen feet! Oh my goodness, they look like fat little sausages that were shoved into casings that are too small!"

I'm not even lying. And I'm not paraphrasing AT ALL. That lovely statement made such an impact that it's been permanently imprinted on my brain (and my supervisor's) for the rest of time. After I picked my jaw up off the floor, I rolled up my pants and showed the RT that I did, in fact, have distinct ankles and calves with adequate circulation that day. I'd even joked with my supervisor that morning that I was proud of my skinny feet/ankles! But I think I jinxed myself because I've had horrid cankles ever since :)

Like I said, people are silly. All you can do is laugh :)

Oh, here are two little treasures for you from last week (35 weeks):



I love you all! I'll have my 36-week pictures/update up pretty soon! 'Til next time...

Say WHAT?!

The past two weeks have been almost overwhelmingly busy so I didn't get to update the blog. Oops! Anyways, life is good but crazy (and getting crazier by the second). Here's all the stuff we've been up to:

Week 33

• Spencer's family was in town for July 4th, Spencer-birthday, baby shower festivities. It was basically nonstop craziness but we had a good time. I got to go to Stadium of Fire for the first time and fireworks + David Archuletta + Brad Paisley = awesomeness.
• Speaking of baby shower, it was PHENOMENAL. DeRue recruited a ton of minions (AKA friends and family) to help with all the food and decorating. They did a wonderful job and I felt really loved. It was so great to see a lot of my Provo friends in one place!
• I still kicked it at IMC for a few days and am glad to report that I. LOVE. MY. INTERNSHIP. still. That's a great sign, right?
• Apparently, Spencer is still loving his job. I wouldn't really know... since I've been falling asleep at around 10 every night and he doesn't usually get home until 9. Poor guy... it'll be great when we can spend time together again!
• We got a video camera! That way we can make cute videos of our baby and spice this blog up a bit. Now all I have to do is learn how to format this thing so it's not the same boring default background that the site chose for me when I first started this back in 2009... hmmm....
• Um, braxton hicks contractions of death. I've cracked it up to working 10 and a half hour shifts without enough hydration but last week I was afraid I was going into preterm labor because my poor uterus NEVER stopped contracting. For about 2 days straight. It was crazy. But I knew it wasn't the real deal because it never "hurt," it was just awkward and annoying.
  
• My internship supervisor is AMAZING. She helped me work out my schedule so that I'll work a few Saturdays and be able to finish two weeks before my due date instead of 4 days. HALLELUJAH! A huge burden has been lifted off my shoulders :)
• Here's me last week:

Week 34

• Spencer finally got a calling! He's an EQ teacher... which is exactly the same calling he had in our last ward but he LOVES it. I got visiting teaching assignments but a specific calling is still MIA. Sad.
• My friend Mallory had her baby! Mallory was induced Sunday morning and pushed for about 40 minutes before Sawyer got here. He was 7 pounds 4 ounces. Spencer and I went to visit their cute little family at the hospital the next night and holy moly, that baby is BEAUTIFUL. I really want mine now (but fully cooked, of course). Except for a day at the anti-jaundice spa, parents and baby are doing just fine.
• Um, Harry Potter. Midnight Premiere. Need I say more?
• Spencer and I went to a birthing class and are learned a ton about how to get ready for our hospital visit and life with Colton afterward. Now I just have to remember everything we heard in six hours....
• BOTH of the toilets in our little townhouse now have broken chains so the flusher doesn't work. That means you lift the top of the toilet tank completely off after EVERY use, plunge your hand into the ice cold water, and manually lift up and hold the plug so the toilet will flush. And I'm pregnant... so that happens about 24 times a day... and all through the night. HOW FUN!
• A married man with children told me this little gem at IMC a few days ago: "You look like you're about ready to pop. In fact, you look like my dog. She just had a litter of seven puppies and she was ALMOST as big as you are." I kid you not. I could have punched him in the face.
• Speaking of tactless comments, it has become an ongoing joke with my supervisor and the other SLPs at IMC that we have to figure extra time into our schedule to allow for the inevitable onslaught of comments that I receive CONSTANTLY from my patients, their friends and family members, and complete strangers about my massive midsection. Most people just ask if I'm lost and need to find the Women's Center but I've now had two people ask me if I needed them to fetch a wheelchair for me. Seriously?! I work here (thus the name badge, clipboard, and fancy clothes). I'm walking the stairs. I don't waddle. I'm smiling. AND I STILL HAVE A MONTH AND A HALF. Do I really look that uncomfortable? You'd think I was moaning and groaning down the hallways of the hospital whilst clutching my belly and shuffling my cankles. I still go to Zumba, people. I'm doing okay. *And now my vent is over, I promise.*
• I had a doctor's appointment and he said that I'm right on track and everything looks perfect: baby is head down, weight gain is excellent (26 pounds!), I have a positive blood type, ideal blood pressure, no gestational diabetes, and thus NO COMPLAINTS! Whew :)
  
• Here's me this morning in the midst of my Harry Potter Hangover (I slept in until 11:00. Holy Moses.):

That's all for now! Till next time...

三十二個星期！

Yeah... that's 32 weeks!

Um... Kirstin's water broke at 32 weeks. And then Rigby came shortly afterwards. I seriously can't believe Colton's already this close to being here but at the same time I can't believe I have around 8 weeks left to go. It's an awkward conundrum how half of me thinks time is flying by too fast and the other half of me wants time to fly by even faster.

My friend Mallory and I had a joint baby shower a few weeks ago; she was originally due July 20th. THEN... her doctor moved her due date up to July 14th. THEN... she found out that her baby will be here on the 10th at the latest. That's next Sunday, dangit. This is the girl that I've always considered to be just a few weeks further along than I am!

I. cannot. wait. for. this. baby.

I was so ready for my cold to go away this week. Yeah... it never did. It's a total bummer to be a speech pathologist with absolutely no voice. However, I made it through another fantastic week at IMC and I'm loving this job (okay... externship. I definitely don't get paid). On the down side... I don't get the fourth of July off and Spencer's whole family will be in town living it up while I'm doing cognitive evaluations, dysphagia treatments, bedside examinations, and modified barium swallow studies. I hope I don't have too many new traumatic brain injury patients (for their sakes, not mine) but I've heard horror stories about the patients that get admitted as a result of independence day theatrics. Fingers are crossed!

So speaking of the in-laws, they're coming to town tomorrow night! This week is going to be quite the extravaganza:

Friday evening, our family's going to meet Emily's family. Emily is Chase's girlfriend; we've spent a TON of time with her but we've never met her family. I'm excited... and food will be involved :)

Saturday = day of craziness. First of all, it's Spencer's birthday! The hubs is going to be a whoppin' 25 years old (he's such a baby, right?!) and I'm excited that a fun day is planned. DeRue and Kirstin are throwing me a baby shower at noon and apparently, plans are on lock down. I'm strictly forbidden from helping with planning and setting up and cooking and such so I'm pretty excited to see what they have in store. It'll be so fun to celebrate the behbeh with all my friends! M'kay, so after that's over I'm sure there will be all sorts of fun birthday hooplah with Spencer and his family. Finally, we're going to STADIUM OF FIRE! This show is supposedly awesome every year and this year will be no different. There will be dancing, singing, fireworks, David Archuletta and Brad Paisley! I'm basically stoked.

Sunday, our nephew Rigby is getting blessed (which is the main reason why Spencer's family will be in town). Babies make me happy, church makes me happy, and family makes me happy so I'm sure it will be a fantastic day.

I'll miss all the festivities on Monday but Spencer gets the holiday off and will join his family and James' entire family in Mount Pleasant. I don't know all the details but I've heard it will involve a pancake breakfast, a parade, a baby contest and another impressive bout of fireworks. Shoot... I hope I at least see some fireworks on my commute home from work.

AND... my mom got her plane ticket! She's going to get here on August 27th and I am so excited. I miss my family like crazy right now. We figured out how to Skype on Spencer's iPhone so we finally get to talk to Jeff, Becca and Paige in England (Spencer's computer has all but bit the dust and mine doesn't have a web cam). I don't think my family will all be together again until we're in D.C. for Christmas so I'm pumped to get a little bit of family time in before December!

Anyhoo... I'm off to zumba. This momma keeps eating chocolate and cookies so I'd better get in my daily dose of fitness. Here's a picture of me from this morning. I look like crap and am still ridiculously sick but focus on the cute baby.

Today an older man that I work with said, "When are you expecting that thing to pop out?" After I told him, he said, "Are you diabetic? Because I'd expect a pregnant girl as big as you to be diabetic." Wow.

At Emma's wedding one of her uncles came up to me and said, "Does the temple know that you stole their basketball?" I thought it was funny. P.S... that's definitely an outie belly button.

We love you all! Till next time...

Attack of the internship

So after all the fear and anxiety of beginning my first internship at Intermountain Medical Center, my first week is over and done! And here's the verdict:
I really do love it! I've been trying to psych myself up for this for MONTHS. After reassuring myself over and over again that I AM trained and prepared for this internship, I finally believe it. It's definitely hard and challenging but I'm really enjoying the work, the people, and the atmosphere. After my first week, here are some high (and low) lights:

• My supervisor is fantastic: she gives me the basics and then throws me to the wolves. She gives fantastic feedback... and best of all, she's FUNNY!
• Ten and a half hour shifts = cankles.
• My patients are darling. I can't go into specifics but I think working with (most) geriatric patients is an absolute riot. Not all my patients have been elderly but a lot of them are and so far, they're my favorite!
• I got to do a complete beside swallowing evaluation... IN CANTONESE. Heck yeah.
• This comment: "Um, you can't mean that you expect THAT baby to stay in for another two months?"
• I spilled a spoonful of apple juice on one (very understanding) patient.
• I saw some very unique cases that my supervisor told me she's NEVER seen the likes of.
  
• It's ironic that an explosively pregnant woman has to spend so much time in radiology (don't worry, I double up on the leads and stay the heck out of the x-ray's way).
• An old man may or may not have tried to kiss me.
• This comment: "Are you sure you're not having twins? Because I had twins and you're already bigger than I ever was!"
• I want to make a shirt that says this: Yes, I am. 7 months. August 30th. Boy... because I'm sure I say those four things more than anything else.
• The IMC cafeteria is delectable. AND cheap.
• I need to find a temporary wedding ring because mine is tearing my gloves to pieces and is currently covered in the Avagard hand sanitizer I have put on 20 times an hour.
• I contracted a WICKED cold on day one - I've been trying to battle it with major medications and a TON of sleep--as in, I get home at night and immediately fall asleep (we're talking 8:00/9:00). It's divine but I'll bet Spencer's pretty bored.
• This conversation with a 23-year old male tech: "Wow, you must be ready to pop any day now."--Me: "Hah, I wish! I still have two more months to go."--Male tech: *squirming* "Oh, I didn't mean 'day,' I just meant that you're really pregnant."--Me: "Thanks?"
• Barium simply cannot taste good, even if it's "flavored."
• Stairs are my friend, and in a 14-story hospital I get to hike up lots of them.
• Commuting isn't really that bad when you only have to do it 3 days a week.
• An internship that lasts all day is a GREAT way to escape the sweltering 90+ degree summer weather.
• I really could be happy doing this job for the rest of my life (after the behbehs are old enough to go to school).
  
• I survived!

I'd give you a Spencer update but with all my sleeping I haven't seen too much of him this week. He's still working hard, looking good, and taking good care of me.

I was sicker than dog (and swollen from a long day at the hospital) when I took this picture, but here's little man in week THIRTY-ONE!


The three of us love you all! Till next time...

Holy Smokes! Week 30!

I can't believe this baby will be full term in about 7 weeks. Holy moly, we are so excited!

This was me this morning (yes, I actually defied gravity and hovered sideways):

Check that sucker out! He's a big boy but man, I love him :)

And just for fun, this is what I see when I look down at my feet:

Can you see my toes? If you look REALLY hard you can see them... wait, no. No, you can't.

This week has been wonderful:

• Spencer's been training his female counterpart at work and continues to impress me with the time and effort that he puts in for his new job.
• I'm officially done with ALL classes. Yeah. For the rest of my life.
• Lyndsey Hansen threw Mallory Peterson and me a joint baby shower on Saturday! Several of my good friends were able to come and brought AMAZING food and some really awesome baby boy gifts. (diapers, onesies and pacifiers, oh my!)
• I start my internship on Monday and I'm officially in "terrified" mode. I'm sure the excitement will return but probably not until after that first day/week/month/whole internship is over.
• Chase turned 27 and all the Cornett kids went out for delicious Indian food. It's my favorite... and it makes the baby dance!
• I resisted Cheetos. High five.
• ALL my backlogs at work are caught up: storage, theses, damaged books, FastCats, etc.
• It's been in the 70s and occasionally 80s outside. How perfect is that?!
• We scored some free groceries.
• My house is clean!
• Sure, it hasn't happened yet but this is what I have to look forward to this weekend: Emma and Kyle's wedding, playing with the sister, and a pool party/bbq!
  
• Spencer finally shaved. HE might not think this is wonderful but I assure you that it is :)
• Guess who's become a CHAMPION at eating all her daily servings of fruits and vegetables? This girl.
• Still no stretch marks (hallelujah)
• Utah state reimbursed us for what we've spent on BYU health coverage since I became preggers.
• Spencer and I didn't run out of milk before my weekly grocery store trip. We chug that stuff so that NEVER happens!
  
• I brushed my hair every day this week. That may sound gross, but it's a significant milestone.
• DeRue will be glad to know that Spencer and I went to Babies-R-Us and updated our registry. That store makes me so excited :)
• I wore high heels to church. Because I could.

Honestly, I don't have any horror stories or bad experiences to talk about... unless you count the pre-internship terror as a horror story (which I do, but that's a personal battle). I can't believe how fast time is flying by but I know it's about to pick up even more once this internship starts on Monday. Before you know it, Spencer and I will have a behbeh!

P.S... this funny video got me through studying for my VERY last final EVER! Enjoy:



Till next time...

Woof... what a week!

Holy Moses, where do I even start? How about here:

I feel pregnant... oh, so pregnant... I feel pregnant, and heavy, oh yay!

This was the first week where I've actually felt pregnant. Here are some examples for you:

• Zumba on Monday about killed me. Really. I almost died.
• I'm pretty sure I have shin splints and plantar fasciitis at the same time.
• While walking, I frequently trip over my own feet and occasionally full-on biff it (there are bruises to prove it).
  
• I can't "scoot" by anyone or through any skinny places anymore.
• My dysphagia teacher asked me if I was due in a couple of weeks (yeah... if a couple = 11).
  
• My cute baby plagues me with constant Braxton Hicks contractions--they don't hurt... they're just there.
• Water retention has arrived! It's not horrible but my ankles aren't quite what they used to be.
• I've gained about cough*twenty*pounds. It's right on track, but boy... I feel it.
• I. Am. Hungry. All. The. Time.
• I take pee breaks about every 45 minutes. It makes my two and half hour classes REAL fun!
• I have a baby shower this Saturday!
• I think my love for cardio-fitness runs in the family because little man is a mover and a shaker.
• My doctor told me there's pretty much no chance our baby will be breech (yay!) and pointed out how baby's head was straight down and forcefully pushing against my bladder.
• I'm taking a birthing class BEFORE my next doctor's appointment.
  

It's all really new to me and some of it isn't pretty but it's fun! Here are two pictures... the first is from yesterday before zumba and the second was taken this morning--it's week 29!!!

I couldn't flip this picture... I tried!

"Proud-of" Accomplishments:

• Spencer is amazing and LOVES his new job with Calloway Labs. They finally found his female counterpart (because he can only test males) and Spencer will start training her next week.
• I will be done with classes FOREVER in just a few days!
• My backlog of theses at work is up-to-date! (If only you knew how awesome this truly is).
• I made chocolate-chip peanut butter cookies and they lasted longer than 24 hours.
• Zumba/yoga/cardio classes are still happening every day but at a MUCH lower intensity.
• Spencer's volunteering on campus doing research with his environmental biology teacher.
• Spencer and I planned every meal this week and actually stuck to the plan.
• So You Think You Can Dance started up again last week... It's not a personal accomplishment but I'm pretty excited about it.
• I'll say this now because Game 5 happens tonight but The NBA Finals are 2-2 right now and the next game' is in Dallas. We REALLY hope the Mavericks win it.
• I learned that the part of little man that likes to stick out and move around all over the place is actually his little bum :)

How I Became the Worst TA of All Time:

It all started this morning. I had my Doctor's appointment at 9:15 and when I got out of the office I checked my phone and had FIVE missed calls and voicemails. I saw a bunch of phone numbers I didn't recognize so I decided I'd better listen to my messages. Sure enough, I had a couple from frantic students asking me to call them back as soon as possible and wondering where their final exams were.

Wait, what?!

I am a teaching assistant for Dr. Fujiki's ComD 636 class - all about the multi-cultural aspect of speech-language pathology. This entire semester I've been in charge of grading quizzes and make-up papers for all the students in my class. A few days ago, I met with Dr. Fujiki and he asked me to be in charge of distributing the final exam via email and making sure that the students finished the final within a two and a half hour time limit.

*The following conversation has been modified. The quotations are not completely accurate but the conversational content is true.*

"When should I email the final out?" I asked Dr. Fujiki.
He replied, "The last week. Thursday--during their normal class time"
"Okay. Finals Week. Thursday. 8:20 to 10:50 a.m. Does that sound right?"
"Yes," said Dr. Fujiki. "Let me know if you have any questions."

Well apparently, by "the last week" to two of us had very different interpretations. I figured this meant next week on Thursday because... well... next week is the "last week" before the semester ends. In addition, next week is finals week and originally the class had their final exam scheduled for next Thursday. At the same time, Dr. Fujiki figured this meant the last week of class. By his interpretation, "Thursday" translates to TODAY! More specifically, this morning. Ack.

So basically, I had a ton of frantic students calling and emailing me because they were up at 8:20 this morning prepped and waiting for the final exam that they never got. Needless to say, I felt HORRIBLE. I had to call Dr. Fujiki... in the morning... on his cell phone... while he's on vacation... in California. Student of the year award, right?! We got the whole situation straightened out and realized that miscommunication, not forgetfulness, was to blame (thank goodness). So much for being a communication disorders major, eh? As a result, I've been sending the final out on an individual basis and making sure each student gets two and a half hours.

For a little taste of how pleased the students were, here's what one of them put for a status update on facebook this morning:

"worst final ever: the one you we all show up early in the morning to take, and then it's never sent out... we demand blood"

Um... I think some students are going to be getting some "I'm sorry" cookies from a very neglectful TA next week.

Luckily, I'm a Cornett... which means I have a tough skin. I won't let it bother me TOO badly. And other than that little incident, I'm doing great! I start my internship in a week and half... I'm definitely terrified but I'm even more excited. Now I just have to tell my internship coordinator that I'm preggers... and that I'm due 4 days after I finish my internship. YIKES!

The three of us are loving life... we hope you all are, too! Till next time...

That time my in-laws came to town... and babies.

Whew... what a weekend! Where should I begin? I literally got NO homework done but I had a good time doing everything else under the sun (er... rain clouds). This week was full of spontaneous occasions and countless changes of plan.

Spencer's parents came to town and SPOILED us rotten! I got a sweet, sweet vacation from cooking and grocery shopping because the in-laws treated us to some fine cuisine including: all-you-can-eat sushi, Texas Roadhouse, IHOP, Village Inn, El Pollo Loco, California Pizza Kitchen, Applebee's, and a few others. Do Spencer and I deserve this kind of special treatment? Absolutely not. But Kent and DeRue are amazing like that.

For Memorial Day, Kent's parents (who live up in Rexburg, ID) have a family tradition of visiting the local cemetery and planting flowers in front of family gravestones. Spencer and I kept Kent and DeRue company and accompanied them on a very unplanned and impromptu road trip up to the Burg. I hear that Provo was cold and rainy all weekend but I promise you, Rexburg had it worse! It was fun to see the home were my father-in-law grew up and spend some quality time with Spencer's family. I didn't get to see Tuck and Hugh (sorry!) but I tried.... I'll catch them later this summer, I'm sure :). Kent's parents fed us, gave us a great bed to sleep in, and let me play with their dogs and one of their many pianos. That house is like an antique shop... the four of us poured over old pictures and trinkets for hours and never ran out of stuff to look at. It made me wonder what Spencer and I own right now that might still be around when we have our own great-grandchildren.

We went to church in Rexburg as well. It's awesome to realize that the church is the same no matter where you go in the world. It's not that Rexburg is a far-stretch from Provo, but even in Hong Kong and Hawaii and Maine the little things are the same: the way the deacons pass the Sacrament, the way either the organist or chorister will without fail take the hymns dreadfully slow, the way the speakers always start with some joke about how they thought they were off the hook until they got a call from the Bishop, the way people always forget their manuals, etc. It's just cool. It's not just the Gospel that's consistent universally, it's the Church itself as well. Oh, and ward choirs will always be desperate for more members!

Moving on...

Real quickly before I forget, I have to mention my amazing parents. Yesterday was mom's birthday and she turned... older :). Do you know what she did for her birthday? She went visiting teaching. Mom, you're amazing. My dad's not so bad, either... he's off in Afghanistan for the next few weeks and he still takes the time to talk to my mom every day even though I'm sure the phone bill will be nasty-expensive. I love these two:

See? Aren't they cute?!

Moving on again...

I love babies. This weekend, while playing with Kent and DeRue, Spencer and I also had time to visit with Spencer's siblings and our new nephew, Rigby! For those of you who don't know Kirstin and James Norman personally... I have to show you this little piece of perfection:


My apologies to Kirstin... I yoinked this from your facebook page! Rigby was born 6 weeks early on April 12th and as you can see, he's beautiful. I hear from DeRue that this little boy looks JUST like Spencer did when he was a baby and I can't tell you how excited I'd be to have a little boy who was a) just as handsome as his daddy and b) just as cute as this little guy. Spencer and I got to hold Rigby a couple of times this weekend and it's making me even more anxious and ready for Colton to get here. Shoot, I'm already in my third trimester... just one hot summer and one quick internship and he's here! :) In addition, Kent and DeRue booked the same photographer who took Rigby's pictures above to take our little boy's in September. I don't know how she makes cute, perfect babies even cuter but she does.

Speaking of Kent and DeRue... they hooked us up with some cute baby clothes and THIS adorable bedding set whilst they were here:

Um, yeah. It's pretty awesome.

So Spencer and I may not have had a productive Memorial Day Weekend but we had a good one. Because I'm trying to be better about documenting how cute my baby is before he's even born, here's a picture of me this morning in week 28!

Don't ask me how I'm supposed to stretch that sucker out even more in the next two and a half months... it'll take a miracle.

Love you all! Till next time...