Annie’s Nursery

I’m sure it surprised no one that we went with a nautical theme for our baby’s room. 😉 I not-so-secretly want Annie to become a marine biologist. Lol.

Crib: Amazon // Curtains: Kohl’s // Gold lamp: Land of Nod // Light fixture: West Elm (gold starfish by Lisa Boswell😉) // Gold coral prints: Etsy // Glider & ottoman: Babies R Us // Blush pillow cover: Etsy // Changing table: IKEA // Gold knobs: Land of Nod // Gold mirror: Hobby Lobby // Crib sheets: Carousel Designs // Sailboat: Built by my grandpa 😊

The nursery is far cuter with her in it. 😉

These. Two. 😍

Andrew and I may or may not have wept like basket cases after I made this video. 😭❤️

We are so obsessed with her. ☺️💕

-Cait

The First of Many Stories

After trying to get pregnant for several long, painful, tear-filled months, the appearance of two little pink lines felt like an out-of-body experience. My hands were shaking, my heart was pounding, and I’m sure God was laughing. 😉 I took four more tests to make sure, and what’s comical is how annoyed I was with my body for the cycle being off that month. I assumed it was being wacky because I was stressed or not eating enough calories (I definitely was by the way). I took the test almost out of spite. As I set the stick down, I said to myself, “I know I’m not pregnant.” I was about to get a bath and impatiently waited for the test to finish. When the lines appeared, I jumped back, freaked out, and quickly grabbed additional tests to confirm what I was sure wasn’t possible. The other tests showed positive one by one, and while the rest is kinda a blur, I know my heart had never felt so full! I crouched on the bathroom floor in tears and praised God like a madwoman. 😂 The long months of pain and disappointment disappeared, and my heart exploded with joy and shock.

Two weeks before finding out I was pregnant, I retweeted one of my favorite authors, Bob Goff. The phrase immediately came back to my mind: “God delights in surprising us.” ❤️ And just minutes before I went into the bathroom and spontaneously decide to take a test, I had been reading Psalm 40:1-4, verses I have clung to the last several months. “I waited patiently for the Lord; he turned to me and heard my cry. He lifted me out of the slimy pit, out of the mud and mire; he set my feet on a rock and gave me a firm place to stand. He put a new song in my mouth, a hymn of praise to our God. Many will see and fear the Lord and put their trust in him. Blessed is the one who trusts in the Lord.”

My hands shook for a good hour. Andrew had gone to work before I tested, so thankfully I had the house to myself to freak out a tad. I messily scribbled prayers in my Bible journal, wrote in my Baby Boswell journal, and I started to plan. I think Jack thought I was having a heart attack. The planner in me had been dying for all these months of not being able to control anything, and I ran down the hallways excitedly and yelled, “I get to plan!!!” 😂 Jack circled around me anxiously as I rapidly cleaned the house and pulled out our “baby box” full of clothes and books and little pieces of our baby dreams. I got busy setting up this to surprise Andrew.

Jack is winking, but I’m 95% sure he has no idea what’s going on still.

The best best best moment ever was finally getting to tell my husband that he was a daddy. I wish I could go back and relive it over and over! He was so surprised and excited, and we were absolute basket cases. Haha. We celebrated with dinner at Longhorn, shopping at Carter’s and Target, and then we finished the night by watching the movie The Kid. ;) It was the best. day. ever.

The next two weeks, we managed to keep the secret (it was torture) so that we could surprise our families together at a fake surprise party right before my birthday. Best birthday ever. (Their reaction is in a video at the end of this post.)

Safe to say they’re excited. 😉

Aunt Gabby and Uncle Tanner were out of town when we told the fam, so they got their own surprise the next night. ;)

I was so excited to tell my best friend, because I’ve had this hedgehog book (she loves hedgehogs lol) for so long waiting to use!

Right after I told Kristi, we had a Hideaway dinner with Brette and spilled the beans with this adorable onesie Kristi bought me. Baby will obviously be a pizza fan. 🍕

I am infinitely glad I videoed everyone’s reactions. I have watched this so many times. 😂 Enjoy our Baby Boswell reaction reel. 😉

More stories, more pictures, more happy things to come. 😊 Thank you all for the overwhelming support and encouragement already. We are so thankful!

-Cait

P.S. Yes, Jack has begun to prepare. ;)

Yearbook Review and Tips

I looooove yearbooks!! I look forward to the day my book comes in every year. It is my favorite tradition and memory keepsake. ❤️ I’ve used Photobook America for every one since 2011, and they’ve always turned out great.

A few yearbook-making tips before we dive into this beauty…

1. Go month by month.

The last two years, I’ve built my yearbooks little by little, month by month. I don’t even have kids yet, and I still ended up with 142 pages for 2016…I can’t imagine trying to put all of those pages together in December. Start your book in January, keep your photos in monthly folders, and build it as you go through the year. It makes it LOADS easier.

2. Take pictures of the everyday stuff.

If you’re struggling with finding photos you want to include, don’t be afraid to put in the everyday things. As brilliant as our brains are, they can only remember so much. When I go back through my yearbooks, I repeatedly say, “Oh, I forgot about that!” It’s nice to remember the little things. Yes, food. Yes, evening walks. Yes, my dog making weird faces. Those are small but precious memories.

3. Wait for the sales.

Photobook America is great about promotions. I’ve always gone over the allotted 40-pages (and this year it was 100 pages over lol), so I have to be careful about ordering because every extra page costs money. If I had purchased my book at regular price, it would’ve cost me $246. 😳 But because I had it finished and ready, I waited until there was a sale email to pounce. We paid $86 for the whole thing. (And that included shipping from Malaysia.) HOORAY!

2016 was a tough one – one of the hardest we’ve had, but it’s hard not to be grateful looking back at it in photos. God is faithful.

I like the leather covers the best – this color was called “elephant.” We rotate between this, navy, and aqua. (I’ll never give up on nautical.⚓️)

We always come up with a name for the year. This was the phrase we probably said the most last year. 😂

I’m not posting all of the pages, but here are most of my faves. 🙂

Take me back to Florida. 😭

I want to jump inside this page and eat all the foods in that snack stadium.

Last year was so crazy that we kinda forgot we went on a cruise. I’d have no memory at all if it weren’t for pictures!

Until the Lord blesses us with babies, Henry dominates the yearbooks. 😉

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I’ve been trying to come up with something different to do for my birthday this year, but I’m currently just dreaming of all the same foods. Would another trip to Lambert’s be so crazy?

The face swap of Dad and me in the bottom left corner is the creepiest / most hilarious thing that happened last year.

One of my favorite months!

So. Much. Food.

I’ve had dreams about that sundae from Serendipity.

I so miss adventuring with these cuties!

I think my husband looks the most attractive when he’s next to chips and queso.

My people. 💕

That tourist picture of Henry is gold.

We pick a verse every year and end the yearbooks with them. It’s so fun to see how the Lord uses them throughout the years!

Happy weekend, lovelies! :)

-Cait