Robert Wells Knowlton I, II, III, and IV

When we found out we were having a little boy, Rob really wanted to name him Robert Wells Knowlton, IV. He thinks it is a cool tradition and didn't want it to end with him. I understand that there might be times when it is confusing to have so many Roberts, but I also think it is very neat to be named after so many wonderful men. This picture is priceless. I hope we have many more pictures of the four of them.

Andrew's Blessing

This weekend Chris and Leslie came down to St. George to bless their baby. Andrew is such a cute baby. It was fun seeing how big he is..especially compared to Robbie. I think it will be so fun for Robbie to have a cousin so close in age, and I hope they become very good friends.

...take 2

Here are the results from our 2nd photo shoot.

Baby Robbie

I really wanted to take some cute pictures of Robbie. I waited until he was good and asleep so that he would look like an angel, but as soon as i set him down he woke right up and started making funny faces. I guess he still looks like an angel.

Robert Wells Knowlton, IV

Robert Wells Knowlton was finally born on October 6th at 3:25 pm. He weighs in at 8lbs 1 oz and 20 inches long (although they joked in the delivery room he would lose an inch of that when the cone head went away). I was scheduled to be induced sometime between midnight and midnight on the 6th so I wasn't sure exactly how to prepare. Luckily they called me in at 6:30 am. (I found out when they moved me upstairs that some people being induced still hadn't been called at 6:30 pm.) After I got hooked up to the monitor they noticed I was already having some pretty good contractions on my own. Time flew by and by 3:00 I was ready to push out my baby boy. What a miracle he is. I think he looks more like Rob's side of the family but only time will tell. He is such a good baby, and we are so lucky to have him in our family.

Light at the end of the tunnel

I went into the Dr. yesterday and since I am over my due date they set up a time to induce labor. If I don't have little Robbie by Monday Oct. 6th then they will start me. I really wanted to go into labor myself, but if it doesn't happen by Monday I am more than happy to let them go in after him. I'll keep you all posted.

Sick of it...

When you first start out and you are looking at that stick you peed on you are feeling so much joy. As time rolls by, and you start throwing up and feeling sick all the time, you still smile and think of how cute the little baby will be. Then you start showing. You cant wait to put on that first maternity outfit and show the world you are expecting. However, after nine months you are so done with being pregnant that you really don't care how much it is going to hurt, how many people are going to be checking you out "down there", what else is going to come out when you push, or how many sleepless nights are ahead of you...you just are done. I am happy to say that I have reached that point. If I walk into one more store and have all the ladies say "oh my goodness you look so cute!" I think I will punch someone. But if you must see how cute the bump is...here are some pictures.


7 Months


8 Months



About 8 months. (still happy about being pregnant)


My cankles. (They, by the way, are not happy about being pregnant)