Months in Review and So...

So....I've been meaning to update this for a while but just have not gotten around to it. Things just got kind of crazy after Valentine's but I was texting Cherstin today and I thought: "gee...I need to be better at that. Just like my awesome sister." So where did I leave off....

Last February on President's Day Tom and I had been dating for about a week. We spent the day together that day by going to a French bakery in Salt Lake called Gourmandise at which point we went back to Tom's apartment in Provo and played a game of travel Scrabble on Tom's couch. So this President's day we decided that we couldn't think of a better way to spend our day than going to Gourmandise again and playing another rousing game of travel scrabble, along with some other added adventures.

On our way up to Gourmandise I talked to Mom and she asked if we would mind putting flowers down on Grandpa's grave since his birthday was that coming Friday. No prob...or so we thought. The problem was that Utah had an unusually cold winter with a good amount of snowfall and Tom and I severely overestimated the amount of snow that had actually melted.

This is what the cemetery looked like when we arrived. It was basically a field of snow.

Tom and I could not remember the placement of the grave, especially with all the snow, and the caretaker's office was closed for the holiday. After about a half hour of trudging around in the snow and trying to clear off the gravestones with our shoes Tom remembered that he had a mini-shovel in the trunk of his car!

Then one of us had the brilliant idea to use my phone to look up photos Brian had posted of the interment. From those we were able to find the approximate placement of the grave. Thus, thanks to some brilliant detective work on our part the day was not lost and we were able to find Grandpa's, Grandma's, and Tony's graves.

The following Thursday, February 28th, was Tom's 26th Birthday! It started out by me making him breakfast in bed...french toast and eggs!

 I use to have a sandwich cutter that would decrust your sandwiches and then cut it into the shape of dinosaurs. I was going to use it to make Tom dinosaur french toast, but alas, the day before his birthday I could not find it. I tried to fashion him a piece of french toast cut into the shape of Yoda, but my crafty-pants skills are sorely lacking and Yoda turned out looking more like a demon. Sorry, no pictures.

 We had to spend the majority of the day in classes which was a major bummer for Tom, but we still managed to make it a somewhat special day. We celebrated in the evening by going to Texas Roadhouse for dinner since our Valentine's day attempt had been a bust.

Afterwards, Tom and I went to the store so that he could pick out his birthday cake. I felt kind of like a lame-o wife for not making it myself but Tom said it was alright and he enjoyed it all the same.

Mmmm....Boston Creme Cake!

Then it was time for Tom to open his presents! He got three new pairs of dress socks and The Wealth of Nations by Adam Smith.

Tom calls them his "Booth" socks! Ha I got him hooked on Bones!

In early March it was time for the BYU Luau. Since BYU has a pretty good portion of the student body that is Polynesian, every year they put on a Luau where students with heritage from each of the different Polynesian islands: Hawaii, Tonga, Fiji, Samoa, Tahiti, and New Zealand can showcase their cultures. And since Tom served his mission in Tonga and has a healthy love of all things Polynesian we went to the Luau this year. There was a video to go with it but for some reason I can't get Blogger to cooperate.

March also hosted some very lovely weather and Tom and I were able to spend some time outside enjoying it.

We played frisbee which is my sport of choice. 

Tom also bought me a baseball mitt and we enjoyed some catch. 

I also learned how to throw a football and a rugby ball...sort of.

Rugby balls are a lot bigger than a football and thrown in a way that is completely counter-intuitive to me so it took a bit of time to pick it up.

On March 21st I reached the 20 week mark with the pregnancy and we got to go to have the ultrasound done! We found out that we are expecting a little baby boy to be named Noah Richard Bibber! It was funny watching the ultrasound technician getting frustrated because Noah wouldn't move or cooperate at all. It seemed like everything the ultrasound tech tried to show us, Noah would cover it up, especially his boy parts. Our little prude should be getting here sometime around August 6th.

When Tom and I started dating he was in LOVE with this band from Provo called Imagine Dragons. I had never heard of them before, but the more I listened to them the more I liked them. That summer Imagine Dragons gained a lot of radio play with their song "It's Time" and now they have become pretty popular. I believe they even do the title song for Iron Man 3. However, my favorite song of theirs is "Radioactive",

Back in December Tom heard that Imagine Dragons would be doing a concert in Salt Lake on March 22nd so I pre-ordered tickets as one of Tom's Christmas gifts. So at the end of March we went to their concert. It was pretty good but super loud and Tom was worried that we had ruined Noah's hearing. He's going to be a great Dad. :)

At the Imagine Dragons Concert!

For Easter, we had Flora and Annika over for dinner! We made a meal complete with ham, funeral potatoes, biscuits, asparagus, and strawberries. Afterwards we dyed eggs and had an Easter Egg Hunt.

If you look close you can see a bright blue Easter Egg hanging out on the fence post just behind Tom.

Still Hiding Eggs

Now time for finding eggs!

April came and with that the last few weeks of school. Tom and I both finished our internships on April 12th. It was a little bittersweet. The following week was the last week of classes so we were busy finishing up projects and such. One of the classes we had to take this semester was a class on Community Organization and we had to do a class project that would in some way give back to the community. Our class partnered with some key leaders in Provo School District to work on developing a suicide prevention manual called "Hope 4 Utah" for teachers. We had to put on a banquet to introduce the manual, which I was in charge of organizing. Our hard work was featured on the news and you can even see Tom and I up close! We're famous! I couldn't find a way to post the video directly but follow the link to Watch our 15 seconds of Fame!

That same week Tom and I also took our licensing exams to prove that we know enough to officially become social workers. Tom took his on Monday and after a huge fiasco with the social work board office concerning the change from my maiden name to my married name, I took my exam on Friday.
The night before my exam Tom left me a sweet note on my phone.

We both passed our exams and will be receiving licenses as Clinical Social Workers (CSWs) once our final transcripts are sent over to the Utah department of licensure from BYU. After that we have to find jobs that will provide us with 4,000 hours and at least 2 years of supervised work experience before we can become Licensed Clinical Social Workers (LCSWs) and work independently without supervision. It's almost like residency for doctors.

The following Tuesday mama and papa Bibber got into town for graduation. We took a trip up to Brigham City and spent some time with a missionary couple, the Harrison's, from Tom's mission and went and saw Promontory Point.

Thursday was commencement at which Elder Perry spoke. And Friday morning was convocation where we walked and officially received our...degree holders. Ha. The actual Master's Degrees will come in the mail in a few weeks.

Do you like our sleeves? Everyone in our program kept playing with them, pretending to fly and what not. Yeah, we're mature.

Friday afternoon following convocation the School of Social Work hosted a reception for graduates and their family members. We got some pretty sweet pics with our professors...the ones who were there anyway.

Us with Dr. Roby. Our faculty adviser. Tom was also her Research Assistant our first year in the program.

Dr. Limb- our program director. (notice that by this point I've begun removing my robes.)

Dr. Marett! My favorite professor. He told Tom and I that we have a unique flow and asked us to e-mail him if we ever got divorced because he would be surprised. I think we might be the basis of a research study.

Dr. Seipel- Our Macro-Social Work Guru.

K.Shaf! Our stats professor and all around pal.

Saturday and Sunday we got to spend some more quality time with mama and papa Bibber before they left to go back to ME Sunday night. Papa Bibber was able to give Tom a blessing before they left which was really special. It was good to see them and get to know them better and it was sad to see them go. I have great in-laws! :)

So two years of craziness are officially over and Tom and I officially have a Master's Degrees. And now you ask? Tom is being a wonderful husband and is looking for a job...he is super smart and already has a phone interview lined up with a mental health center in Kansas for tomorrow morning! Keep your fingers crossed! And me...well, I'm not even sure that people will want to hire me right now. I'm anticipating that employers would take one look at me 6 months pregnant and say to themselves: "at best we'll get three months of work out of her before maternity leave and then she may not even come back...is it worth it?" I know they're not "supposed" to let that effect their judgement, but let's be honest, employers do and I can't really blame them. Tom and I have decided that ideally, I will be a stay at home wife and mom to Noah and whatever other children we have. Social Workers get paid squat for the first little bit though until you become fully licensed, so if for some reason I did need to go to work, it would be part time and Tom's job would still be the primary one we lived off of. That being said, we're kind of here waiting until the right situation comes along and Tom gets offered a job. It's kind of scary not knowing what the future holds, but we both know everything will turn out alright. Tuesday during the day we had the opportunity to go to the temple and as we were sitting there after our session Tom looked at me and said "We're going to be ok." I know that's true, we just have to have the faith to see it through.

And finally, as if this post wasn't long enough already, Pregnancy Pics!

17 Weeks

23 Weeks!

26 Weeks!