Fourth of July and How I Shaved a Month Off My Pregnancy

:: For the 4th of July Provo sends off a bunch of hot air balloons as part of the Freedom Festival and this year Robb and I wanted to be there for takeoff.  So as soon as Colby made a peep, we dragged our barely coherent son off to the Bulldog field (with portable breakfast)...only to find it cancelled on account of weather.

So we rushed back home and staked out a place for the Parade. We arrived around 7:00am, but the really dedicated ones camped out over night (illegally, as we weren't technically allowed to set up until 5:00am).

Friends made the time pass quickly.

Lilly and the Gonzales family

Kaitlin, our next door neighbor, and her daughter, Rylie

Jake and Sanita

Highlights of the Parade:

That night we went to Red Robin in honor of our first date five years ago.

Colby discovered the escalator.

We may have ridden it up and down continuously for 15 minutes.

Then we broke out our stash of free fireworks (Robb helped a guy set up his stand) and let them off in the park with the Kunz family. Colby and Rylie loved it, but not as much as Robb and Garen. There's something about males and fire that makes them act like excited 12 year olds and I don't think it ever goes away :)

:: Saturday I discovered the joys of pregnant sleeping with a body pillow and Colby endured a shopping trip.

:: Sunday was an epic Rigby/Ebert waffle night. Second to last...

:: Monday we spent the afternoon with Robb's parents who are in town and then joined them at Brett and Megan's for dinner. Before it took Colby a couple of hours to get reacquainted with Grandma and Grandpa Hays, but we started Skyping with them every week and this time he knew and loved them immediately. We also stopped by a local animal farm (Colbs enjoyed the pigs).

:: Tuesday Robb chatted with our relocation person. We now have a moving date, August 23rd, and suddenly Tucson is feeling much closer.  

:: I've felt overly large this pregnancy. I was showing at 11 weeks, wearing maternity clothes at 12, and this is me at 13.5 weeks:

I knew you popped out a little faster with the second pregnancy, but I felt this was a little ridiculous and was starting to feel a little self-conscious as person after person asked if I knew the gender yet and were shocked to learn I wasn't even in my second trimester.

And then I went in for an ultrasound. Turns out we had our dates wrong. I'm actually 18 weeks along, not 14. I'm still trying to figure how I messed that up and all I can come up with was my last "period" probably wasn't period at all, but a little ectopic bleeding. Anyway, I'm feeling completely justified in my size and a little relieved there weren't twins.

Baby Hays will be making her (or his, baby wasn't being cooperative at the ultrasound) way here around December 10th and we are so excited!