24 weeks, Yay! He’s made it. If, by some awful chance Britt was born now, he’d have a pretty good chance of surviving.

This will be a mini post, because there has been a lot that happened in the past week–namely Thanksgiving and Britt’s first baby shower, but I don’t have pictures yet. I’ve also gotten requests for updated pictures of me and my growing belly, so when I get home tonight I’ll try to remember to download them, or at least get my camera so I can do it here at work tomorrow.

So, in this post, I’ll talk about our trip to Utah. It was pretty fun. We did a lot of running around on Wednesday. My sister did my hair for me for my birthday, and we prepped for “the big meal.” On Thanksgiving day, we watched the Macy’s parade–NBC is by far the best at showing it–and finished meal prep. We had it at our house, so we didn’t have to go anywhere. My aunt’s family came, and my cousin had her baby with her–of course, like where else would she be–so, I got to see her for the first time since she was a month old. She’s adorable!

The food was delicious, of course, and even though I knew I shouldn’t, I ate a lot. I paid for it later. We went to a movie, and during the whole thing I felt like I wanted to die, my stomach was so unhappy with me. Oh well…it tasted good. I’m still getting used to the fact that my stomach can’t stretch like it used to.

Friday Mark and I got to attend the temple with my friend Leslie. It was a great experience. I was even able to sit by her during the session, so that made it even better. I’m so happy for her.

Saturday was great. My aunt Teri and cousin Cassie hosted a baby shower for Britt and me, and it was really fun. There were so many people there–a lot of whom I haven’t seen in a really long time, so it was great being able to visit with them. Britt is going to look adorable in all of his cute clothes, love his soft blankets and I’ll love using the other accessories that he probably won’t appreciate.

At the doctor’s office yesterday she said I’m the right size, and he has a good heartbeat. He started kicking while she had the doppler on my stomach, and she could see it when he kicked. Mark heard it on the doppler. I was laying back to far I guess, so I didn’t see. The rest of the day he moved a lot, and I kept trying to see my stomach move–but as soon as I’d look down, he’d stop. Funny Britt, really funny.

I think this picture is week 23….