Meeting the Greats & A Wedding

When I say I peeled myself out of bed this morning, I mean I literally had to self-talk my way through every body part that braved its departure from the sheets. My head was slow to the game. Yesterday was Jared's first day back at the office and that has left me feeling pretty exhausted and sore today. 

It's been an eventful week! This time last week I was running around the house in a mad frenzy gathering last minute forgotten items for our road trip to the buckeye state. We loaded our family of four, our luggage and our slue of formal attire in the car and headed North. 


I am undoubtedly a people person. I come alive in airports, on dance floors, crushed between bodies at concerts, in the line to pay at starbucks. I call people in the car on a four-minute drive so I can talk my way from my house to the nearest Publix, and I hug instead of shake hands. It’s not that I don’t like to be alone, I dream of island hammocks and quiet walks around the lake, it's just that the extroverted side of me takes over and I thrive for holiday gatherings, surprise parties, and weddings. 

Jared's little sister got married this weekend (the reason for our trip) and while I am thrilled to have been there and couldn't be happier for her and our new brother-in-law I have to admit I was pretty scared and what could have happened. Traveling with a newborn, and a 2 year old three weeks post-op had me shakin' in my boots. We packed snacks and toys and allowed our phones as back up sources of entertainment, stopped half way at my parents and did everything in our power to appease the flower girl so that she'd make it down the isle-she did, and then slept on my mom's shoulder the entire ceremony.

Sleepy flower girl

I'm realizing I feel better if I get up and out. It helps to wear lipstick and cute shoes, and it helps to know that soon I will feel good/normal, certainly by the time the season shifts, and I can dream of apple pie and baby knits simultaneously. Me and my girls-all dressed up for a very big day!


For all of my worry and fear at what this weekend could have held, it could not have gone better! Isabella got to meet all of her great grandparents. 

My grandmother

And all of Jared's grandparents. His sweet grandma Ella (Isabella's namesake) stole her during the rehearsal dinner and didn't give her up all night! What a blessing to be around family with crazy kinds of baby experience-19 great grandkids!

I didn't get a picture of her with his dad's parents-second child fail!

We are happy to be home now and I've almost caught up with laundry, my house is in the worst state it's been since we've moved in and my husband doesn't know it but Saturday may turn into family cleaning day. I'm still not allowed to pick up Addiston or anything over 10 pounds-because of the c-section, so we're relying on Disney movies and extra snacks to keep things calm. 

Our family of four: 

Sister, Sister

We're slowly finding our groove around the Miller household these days. The help has left and I'm on the mend so we're finding our new routine and getting to know ourselves as a family of four!

Our first family outing was to church on Sunday. After I had Addiston I was perfectly content to hole up in the house for 6 weeks only leaving to go to doctor's appointments. This time around after about 5 days home I started to go stir crazy. I was a rebel and talked Jared into letting me go to church (3 days before I was suppose to leave the house) I needed out and it was good for my soul to be in service and to introduce our newest addition to our amazing church family!

Yes we all 4 coordinate, we always do when we go to church but I have a feeling it gets exponentially harder with each family member added. (not to mention the fact that Jared only owns 2 pink shirts)

Isabella is two weeks old today and to us it's been obvious from the moment we saw her that she looks just like her big sister. I was ecstatic about this little tid-bit. I have three sisters and while I look as if I could be related to one of them I always envied those that you could without a shadow of a doubt tell were siblings! Isabella was born exactly 1 pound lighter than Addiston and besides filling out a little the only noticeable difference is that her hair isn't quite as long.

An hour after birth


Hospital picture

(yes I made sure they wore the same outfit-I just love the pink ruffles!)

Headed home


In the little time we've had with two girls we've already had fun dressing them alike. I know that my time in doing this is limited! I HATE my childhood pictures where I'm wearing the exact same outfit as my siblings. I don't mind coordinating and looking like a family but everyone wearing the same thing is only cute on the very young-and unknowing!




I know they can't wear these individually! They remind me of my grandma. She used to tell all of her children, and grandchildren that we were her favorite-in private of course as to not let on to the others of her game. We all thought that we were her pride and joy until one day we wised up and put the pieces together.

Well thats it for now. I'll be back soon to update about our adventures with 2 girls but for now I need rest and a drink of water!