25 Weeks

We went to Mexico this last week with the Peterson clan and I had Stuart take my 25 week picture in front of the blue doors I love so much :)

All in all, feeling great. Baby boy moves a lot and I feel like I am drinking five gallons of water a day!

M.I.A.

We have been in and out of town over the past few weeks so I am going to try and catch up.

Stuart's little sister, Stephanie, graduated from high school at the end of May so we headed over to AZ to surprise her and Stuart's mom. I don't have any pictures of us with the graduate, I still need to steal those from Abby!


When we head back to our high school stomping grounds we tend to run into people and I ran into my bff from high school. Rachel (and Brett) is due with her first baby just a few weeks after Stuart and I!


The same weekend we went with my parents to the Mesa Temple (and ran into more people we know).

The Week of "23 Weeks"

This week was a rough one for me. So many things happened that I was hoping would be spaced out (at least by a few days) but instead they came one right after another, day after day...

The scale is truly my nemesis.
*Considering throwing it away.
The first (of many I'm sure) stretch mark appeared on my hip.
*I'm praying that Palmer's cocoa butter helps. Any other remedies/ideas I will greatly appreciate.
My arms (apparently my circulation is awful) fall asleep halfway through drying my hair.
*This is just annoying. It already takes me a full 20 minutes for my mane of hair and now I have to take breaks?? What is that??
My belly button is no longer an "innie".
*Yes yes yes. I knew this would happen. But still.

My one saving grace is how much I love feeling him move around every few hours... Loving the "Butterfly" phase.


PS Also loving maxi dresses. Don't make fun.

1 Week Break in Pictures

For Stuart's break from school we went to the beach and then headed home to AZ to hang out with family and get away from "real" life for a few days.

They thought Stuart was SO COOL for buying them these squishy toys at Target.

I think he was trying to win points with them because he also took the girls swimming. Their teeth were chattering but they didn't really want to stop.

They had a long chat in the sun. So cute.

There.Are.No.Words.

Nap time. Normal for me nowadays, but I just LOVED cuddling with our new nephew.
*I'm counting this as my 19 week picture since my tummy is HUGE.

I always miss them.

We celebrated my sister's birthday a little early, but I'm glad we all got to be there (minus brother on mission).

Two Years... and Practically Pros

It feels like a lot longer than 2 years (good thing :) ) that Stuart and I have been married. Crazy to think that next year we will have the little boy with us!


*Love Stuart's face in this picture.

It's a BOY!

The scales are tipping in the male direction folks. I have a strong feeling that in a few years I will have lost control of the TV remote and the ability to keep dirt out of my house.

We're so excited!

Stuart's face was A-M-A-Z-I-N-G when our ultra-sound tech told us that it was a boy. His eyes got big and his smile-even bigger. With all those sisters, he thought he was pretty much doomed to have all girls. Alas, the time has come for him to have a wrestling buddy and sports-watching companion.

Nervous: The tech kept saying how "big" he was for being only 18 weeks along. She thinks my due date is wrong by a full week or two. I hope she's right, and that it's my due date that is off. Not just that I'm prone to having big babies (all 4 of us in my family were pretty big babies not to mention my sister and youngest brother were 10lbs and 11lbs, respectively). Stuart was pretty big too... alright, I'm just plain nervous.

And for everyone BEGGING to see a picture of me... here you go. I not only grow in the front, but apparently in the back as well. So annoying. Here I am in my "18 week" glory. (Lighting is AWFUL in my house... don't judge the pictures.)

Stuart wanted pictures too.

Oh, and he bought me my favorite flowers. I love when he does that :)

Boy or Girl? and Studying

We find out what we are having on Wednesday afternoon and I can barely contain my EXCITEMENT! The majority of our family thinks "girl"... I'm really not even sure. My guess changes almost daily.

In other news: Stuart took his first (of four) final on Saturday morning. This means that he is 3 finals away from finishing the hardest (first) year of Law School and I am 3 finals away from getting my husband back... for one week. He only gets a week break and then he is starting his internship AND summer school class. I will take any visitors who want to come to the beach with me this summer.

*Have no fear: tests this week are Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday. So our Wednesday event will not interfere with his brain during a final. We probably should have scheduled our appointment for a different time. But oh well.