Despite living in the city, Rhea likes to visit her future in-laws and use their newly built pool. She is a water lover, after all.


Also she looks really cute pregnant in a bathing suit.


These two are precious, I say! PRECIOUS!


As the pregnancy moves forward, Rhea is not anymore comfortable. I'm surprised those buttons on her dress haven't started popping yet.


Also, he's a tiger now.


Nothing a little medicine can't fix. Good thing Mom was there, right?


Even with that giant bowling ball belly, Rhea's cooking skills continue to improve. You'd think it wouldn't be the most convenient to try and work around that bump but to each their own.


It's an epidemic! Rhea didn't have the stripes but she, too, came down with an illness. I hope that antibiotic is baby safe.


Rhea: So as you can see, your son knocked me up.
August: Rhea, please.
Helena: That's my boy!


You don't even want to know what the ladies are talking about now. August is just ready to walk away from this conversation.


Just some casual sit-ups in the bathroom, as one does. August isn't even into fitness! I call shenanigans.


Why can't you just get ready at home, Helena? You obviously don't live very far from the city as you're over there pretty much what feels like all the time. But, sure, come on over!


That's fine, help yourself to a glass of water.


Lady, I thought you were going out to explore the city, not sit in your son's empty apartment and drink all of their filtered water? I love Helena but, jeez, she has gotten really weird in her old age.


The neighbors across the hall are having some seriously loud... conversations... and August has had enough.


Neighbor: Oh, sorry, pal, we tend to get really loud when we have heated debates about... whatever we're debating about.


August: My wife is miserably pregnant and I will not stand for this!

This is a side of Auggie we have never seen before and I'm not sure how I feel about it.


Oh. Oh, no. Oh, Rhea, darling, we need to get you to bed.


Rhea: Hi, I think something is happening here!

Yup, this is a woman in labor trying to enjoy her breakfast:



Rhea: Wait, aren't you not supposed to eat before giving birth or something? Why didn't I do more research? August, are you still sleeping? AUGUST!


He's up and he's not really ready but to the hospital we go!

Does parental panic ever get any less amusing? I don't think so.


Rhea: Yes, hello, I am about to pop.


Rhea: I told you, I am about to pop! Can we get a move on?


Obviously the hospital is very busy today, so Rhea and August decide to take a vending machine soda break.


And, basically, we stayed at the hospital forever and never gotten taken to Labor & Delivery so we said, "screw that," and went home to do it on our own! Heck yeah independence!


Look at this darling little girl. Her name is Tegan.


Precious sleeping babs. They won't be precious for long, let me tell ya!