28 weeks

The weekend going into 28 weeks (the last week of month SEVEN. I am SEVEN months pregnant. That's amazing- or, as Brian put it this morning, that's TOO MANY MONTHS.) involved a swanky hotel, breakfast in bed, a lot of football and church. Also, my first official crazy pregnancy dream. I have crazy dreams all the time but this one was definitely pregnancy related.

Swanky Hotel on Friday night.

Swanky Hotel breakfast on Saturday morning. I let Friday night Amy, full of seafood and creme brulee, talk Saturday morning Amy into yogurt. Brian was smarter.

I'm laughing here because Caleb is kicking me as I'm taking the picture.

We're off to North Carolina later this week for family, a baby shower, Southern food and all kinds of fun!