We made it safe and sound to Orlando this afternoon. Becky and Pete drove us to the airport this morning, for which we are very grateful. Finn decided not to sleep at all on the 3 hour flight, even though I had to wake him up before 5:30 to get ready to leave. After a fairly large debacle with installing the car seat in the rental car, we were on our way and to our resort by 1:30. Jim left for the conference and Finn and I hung out. We got a few essentials at the little "grocery" store on the grounds and tried to take a nap. Overall, Finn's schedule is just all mixed up. Jim loves the resort, which is really saying something considering he really liked the last one we stayed at in Orlando, too...so I'm glad we picked the one we did.
On more important note, happy first anniversary to auntie Kristine and uncle Alex! Wow, you made it one whole year...just kidding. You guys couldn't be more perfect for each other. While Orlando is a nice second, I'd much rather be back in Aruba!
Now, on to an even more exciting note: auntie Becca (and Austin) got engaged to (soon-to-be) uncle Pete last night! We could not be happier for them and as I'm sure you are all surprised, I can't wait to start helping them make wedding plans! (don't worry, I'll let them make a couple decisions...ha, ha!) Congratulations, you guys. This is going to be so much fun, and you guys are going to have a wonderful life together. We love you :)
Now tomorrow, Finn and I are hoping to find the kiddie pool and hang out by the pool while Jim is working. The weather is beautiful so far (but I heard rumblings of a potential hurricane coming close, which means that could change!). Loving vacation so far...but this preggo needs some sleep. Nighty night.
Nearly half a million babies (1 in 10) are born premature in the US each year which is higher than that of most other developed nations. This is the journeys of our first born son, Finnegan, who was born 14 weeks early and weighed only 1 pound 15 ounces at birth. Of our daugher, Korrigan, who was born a healthy 7 pounds, 7 ounces at 37 weeks. And of our second son, MacKeegan, who was also born at 37 weeks at a whopping 8 pounds, 13 ounces. Our continued adventures reminds us daily how good God is.