My sweet Miller Louise turns 6 months old today and what better way to celebrate than by posting my dear sweet neglected third child's 3, 4, and 5 month pictures? I was talking with a friend of mine today who also has three children, 5 years and younger, and she referred to her third as her "here God" child. Basically, we're like "here God, you really need to watch out for this one". We only have one set of eyes, one set of arms and legs that will only move in one direction. Someone needs to make sure that #2 isn't shoving popcorn kernels into #3's nose or #1 isn't carrying #3 down the stairs like a baby doll. HERE GOD!! Help me raise this child and keep this child safe in Your arms, praise be His name! Alleluia!
We braved Disney back in February when Miller was 3 months old because honestly, that's when babies are the easiest. They can't crawl and don't really need to be entertained. They only drink milk, which in our case is free. So, we packed up, put on our big girl/boy panties and just did it. And it was wonderful!!
Just consider this post one very large photo dump.
Despite her reputation, Cinderella's stepmother was pretty fabulous.
I really don't have any comments for this picture. I literally want to suck her face off every single day.
The line to meet Elsa and Anna was 4 hours long! We got to Epcot before it opened to the public because we had reservations for a princess breakfast. The line was already a mile long. I have to give props to Mac because he some how heard the inside scoop that you can get 10 feet from them if you peek around the corner in the Norwegian store. Such a good daddy.
Our three child stroller contraption. Mac needed a beer in Epcot's Germany.
Miller was amazed by the 'it's a small world' ride.
Southeast Wildlife Expo
At 3 months old, Miller is just sweet as pie. She's another easy baby. By 12 weeks, she was sleeping an average of 8-10 hours at night and basically only cried when she was hungry. She's learned how to roll over and thinks that her trick is fun to do in the middle of night.
Happy St. Patricks Day
4 months old
13 lb. 1 oz. 25th percentile
23.5 in. 25th percentile
head circumference 39.5 cm. 10th percentile
We have ditched the swaddle since you are proficient in rolling over, we've gone from sleeping 8-10 hours to sleeping 4-5 hours and because you are so damn cute, I don't really care. You are 'probably' my last baby and I have found myself giving into you a lot more than I did with your siblings. I rock you, I nuzzle you, I nurse you, I smell you. As much as I don't want to be awake at 2 am, I secretly love this quite one on one time with you. I love you, sweet little babe of mine.
Mommy in training. Maryn is so comfortable holding Miller that it sort of makes me nervous. She whips her around like a rag doll and Miller squeals in delight. Maryn walks in the room and Miller's eyes light up. I totally foster this relationship because sisterhood is something I never had and I long for these girls to be best friends. It is my prayer for them.
She will be ready to babysit for hire in three years. Would you believe that I started babysitting when I was 8 years old?
Happy Birthday, Grandma. Or Graham Cracker as they like to call her.
Happy Birthday, Poppop!
He got one of his favorites, Buckeye cake. Can't go wrong with peanut butter and chocolate.
I have a slight addiction to Matilda Jane Clothing. A friend of mine, who will remain nameless, has a credit card in her daughter's name. This card is used to purchase her MJC so that daddy never sees. Momma just slowly pays the bill. What daddy doesn't know, won't kill him. Right?
Easter egg hunt at school!
He loves his Miss. Lori.
Because I had my hands full chasing two children with easter baskets, Poppop had to step in and feed the baby.
And then we stuffed her in an Easter basket.
A week shy of 5 months, we started cereal and avocado. We were hoping that it might help her get back to sleeping 8 hours at night. It worked for a few days and then she was back to her shenanigans. She has gobbled everything down but HATES bananas! Bananas=throw up, gag, upset gassy tummy. So strange. What baby doesn't like bananas?
My children are spoiled. I saw my grandparents once or twice a year. My children are being raised seeing theirs every week or every month. That right there is a true blessing. I don't throw 'blessings' out there too often but being able to laugh and play with your grandparents on a weekly basis warrants a true use of the term.
She's obsessed with the phone and probably already knows how to swipe and sign onto iTunes.
At 5 months old, Millsie is sitting up. She is nosey and so very much aware of her surroundings. She watches Bode like a hawk and giggles when Maryn and Benham walk in the room.
Miller Louise is 5 months old. She has found her feet and her voice. She sings and squawks and I'm pretty sure that Maryn understands every single 'word' of it.
Dressing Mills in Maryn's old clothes brings me the strangest joy in my heart. It literally will make me smile all day. She is the runt of my litter and can still fit into some 0-3 month clothes and 3 month sleepers.