We settled into our 2 bedroom apartment on the south side town. There was not much moving and lifting for me being just 6 weeks shy of having a baby. I was excited about the weeks leading up to the birth. It would be the only time we would have just the two of us. We made the apartment as home-y and comfortable as possible. I washed baby clothes and cleaned things up while he attended his classes and worked on his off days. 6 weeks flew by and we found ourselves in the delivery room. 9 short hours later our daughter was born. She was beautiful! I just remember crying and not believing how big she was! My husband was over the moon for his little girl. I'm not sure that his smile ever left his face over the next few days.
Over the next several months we struggled like all new parents do. Lack of sleep, learning how to be parents and spouses, it was absolutely a roller coaster of ups and downs. Luckily we had some dear friends in town that had their baby boy just 5 weeks before us. Our time there would have been so much harder without them. I honestly think God placed our friends there and in the same situation so we would be able to have that support system. They are some of my favorite people on this planet to this very day! My husband finished up his senior year that next summer. Decisions now had to be made about where we were going. He had a few job offers, but nothing felt right. He and my father discussed the possibility of joining the family business in hopes of one day taking it over. Although the other jobs would offer more money, joining the family business was what felt right (another God thing). That August we left our little apartment and moved home.
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