We had the pleasure of being invited to be apart of Brandon's friend Miles and Rebecca's wedding this past weekend. Brandon was a groomsman and Libby was asked to be the flower girl. We took both girls with us to the rehearsal last Friday night and I was very anxious as to see how Libby would act. Well rehearsal ended up being a crazy mess. Kynleigh was crawling around the church, spitting up on the kneeling benches while Libby was running around collecting all of the pens and envelopes out of the pews. Anytime we tried to ask her to do something she would spazz and scream out. After that experience we made an emergency phone call to my mom and begged her to come over and watch the girls while we went to the rehearsal dinner at Bella Notte. I was so thankful we made that last minute decision and My AWESOME parents agreed because Brandon and I were able to relax and enjoy a date night. We had a lot of fun and the food was awesome!
The next day I was nervous wreck all day in anticipation of the wedding. We left Kynleigh with my parents and headed downtown with the princess. Libby and I got the special privilege of hanging out and getting her ready in the bridal parlor with the bride and her bridal party. I had my m&m's ready when I needed her to do something. When it came time for her to walk down the aisle I had in my mind that if she didn't walk down I was going to walk her down and take her out a side door. Before I knew it they had pushed Libby down the aisle and shut the door in my face. I panicked. That was not in the plan at all and I had no idea what to do. I followed the ring bearer's mom through about a five minute walk down some stairs and around to get in a side door. The whole time I was panicking of what kind of tantrum she throwing or what she was doing. When I walked in I sat in the second row but not in front of Libby so she did not see me and all i could see of her was her swinging her flower girl basket. When the bride and groom stepped up on the platform, Libby saw me for the first time. She yelled "mommy" and ran to me. She sat the rest of the wedding in my lap and only talked out once. All that worry was for nothing. She did great. And you better believe I let her eat the rest of the M&M's. After the wedding we met my parents in a parking lot, dropped off Libby and headed to the reception. We had another wonderful date night and had a blast. I was so thankful for a wonderful weekend with some alone time with my hubby. It doesn't happen too often so it is so much fun when it does. My mom is our babysitter so I feel guilty asking her too much to watch the girls so when I do, I make the most of it and enjoy the time away. She is the best mom and Nanny a girl could ask for. She genuinely loves my girls as much as I do and that means a lot.
Situations like the wedding put me in check and make me realize that here I worried all day for no reason instead of giving it to God and letting go and putting my trust in him. I wasted so much time worrying and he ended up taking care of everything for me. I am so horrible about that and that is something I really need to make a priority to focus on and change. I have been worrying myself sick about getting bookings for Thirty-one parties this summer but God has provided. The other night I prayed for a while about my business and asked God to help me trust in him and put it in his hands. Yesterday I got home and had a facebook response from someone agreeing to have a party. I know it was not by coincidence, I give him all the credit. He proves himself to me time and time again yet i still struggle with it.
The Cecil's are heading to Gburg for some water park family fun in a few short days and I can't wait. I am sure I will have some fun stories when we return! My parents are coming along to help out and let us get a date night for our 3 year anniversary while we are there! I think they are more excited about going with the gals then we are lol. I am sure I will I will have plenty of fun stories to share when we return...until then....
Thursday, June 21, 2012
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