We all know the phrase, "expect the unexpected." That couldn't be more true when it comes to pregnancy. Late December, I woke up in the middle of the night and my water had broken! Joe and I called my doctor and rushed to the hospital, where I spent a week an a half on bed rest, hoping to keep the baby in as long as possible. Then, 9 days later, our little bundle of joy arrived!
Baby Beau made his appearance 7 weeks early, so he's spending some much-needed quality time with the incredible staff at the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit, or NICU. He makes progress every day and it continues to amaze me how quickly he is growing and developing. Joe and I are completely and utterly in love with every inch of his teeny tiny little self.
Of course, my big plans for the nursery came to a screeching halt the moment I was hospitalized! Thankfully, we have an amazing support system that stepped in to lend a helping hand. Joe, his dad and some of our dear friends spent countless hours finishing up the wainscoting, drywall and electrical work before the flooring guy arrives to refinish the hardwood. My mom has offered to sew the curtains, my dad will install the light fixture and then we just need to fill up the space with all of Beau's beautiful furniture, gifts and clothing that are currently filling our dining room to the brim!
The whole process didn't exactly go as planned, but life never does. And that's what makes it wonderful.