Look I’m In A Nutshell

Disheartening to realize I have not updated my blog since our anniversary (a year ago). [So much has happened since then].

I guess I should try and give a brief update on our lives between July of 2014 and now.

August of 2014, we went on a much needed vacation with some sweet friends. We enjoyed lots of food, games, laughs, and sunny days.

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September was full of lots of fun adventures. We went to Dallas, TX with Homegrown Band.

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We started renovations on Nick’s memaw’s house, so we could eventually move in.  It was quite a load to tackle.












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I went with the staff and students from CCF. We went to Whitewater Express in North Carolina.  I basically battled illness all of September… sinus infections and constant nausea… even while we were gone on our retreat with the college students.





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October was full of craziness from officiating my cousin’s wedding to attending other weddings.

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Little man also got a new hair cut before all the wedding festivities began.  He is way too cute!  [Bias much].








If you have been following my blog for a while you know that our son, Zeke, is adopted and we had been told we would NEVER be able to have children of our own.  In October we had talked about beginning the adoption process again starting in January and hopefully adopting from Haiti.  After all the sickness in September and through October, a friend suggested we take a pregnancy test, which we thought was ridiculous since we had taken hundreds in the past with many disappointing results.  Nick also mentioned taking one just to be sure before we made an appointment looking for answers to why I had been dealing with severe sickness with no answers.

After some major coaching and persuasion, October 12th, I found an old pregnancy test and decided to take it.  I was honestly in shock when the results showed we were expecting, so shocked in fact that I took two more test just to be sure.  We made a phone call the next day and made an appointment to confirm that this was actually happening.  Needless-to-say, God provided a wonderful miracle for our family, even though that was not our train of thought when we first found out.  We were nervous and scared, because we were so unprepared and planning our move from our larger house to a smaller house.

October 16th, our pregnancy was confirmed by the doctors and we shared the news with our parents that weekend.  There were many excited and joyful tears shed as we all celebrated the life of one that had been long-awaited and prayed for.


God has been beyond faithful to our family and even though we were scared, we also saw where this precious gift was God’s perfect timing.  God had been faithful to us in working out the perfectly smooth adoption of our amazing son, Zeke, and now He was blessing us yet again with a life we never expected.

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October was an exciting time as well as a blur at times.  We were so busy with fall festivities, packing, and weddings… we had little time to process this little one that was about to forever change our lives.

November was hectic.  We moved to our new house, I participated in the ColorRun at Atlanta Motor Speedway with some ladies from my church, we celebrated Nick’s 28th birthday, I took Nick to see his childhood hero, Garth Brooks, and I went to see All Sons and Daughter and David Crowder at the Tabernacle with Katrina and Sarah.


This was the night of the Garth Brooks’ concert.  He was so excited and I was thrilled that [I did good] getting him a great birthday present. 🙂

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All Sons and Daughters were incredible!!!  It is rare to hear a band that sounds just as flawless live as they do on their album.


We also were able to find out that we were having right before we went home for Thanksgiving.


Jasper Wyatt Ivey.  Our newest addition and BOY were we excited to find out we would be having another little fella.  [We were terrified at the thought of having a little girl].  Thanks to Baby Dimensions in Newnan, GA for their kindness and hard work.

December always brings adventure, business, and chaos with Christmas parties, Christmas shopping, Christmas family photos, traveling to visit family, and decorating for all the festivities.  We had an amazing time with our family over the holidays.  Children bring such a fun dynamic to the holiday season as you watch them open presents or they help you open yours.  We had an unforgettable holiday season and our last one with just one little peanut running around.

I took some shots of my sweet men while we were Christmas tree hunting at Redland Nursery in Temple, Ga.  It is our favorite place to go to pick out our Christmas tree.  Zeke wanted to help cut down every Christmas tree.  This was the first time I could really start to see just how much he idolized his daddy.


These are a few shots from our Christmas shoot with Aislinn Rain Photography.  Aislinn is phenomenal at her job and we never leave worried that we won’t get what we paid for.  She makes our family feel so at ease and can even get Zeke to take pictures when he hasn’t had a nap.  Thankful she works such great magic.  Haha.



We didn’t have as much room to work with this year as we played the role of Santa, but it was well worth the smile on Zeke’s face when he got the only gift he had asked for in the months prior to Christmas.  A John Deere tractor.
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December had some tough moments as well.  Whit Maxey, one of our dear friends, received an amazing job offer at a church in our area.  We knew that job would not be easy to turn down and so we said our sad goodbyes at the end of the semester.  It was a very difficult night for all of us as a staff, but we were thrilled for him and his family.


January was not to hectic.  We celebrated my sweet daddy’s birthday.  Nick, Russell, Zeke, and I met my dad in Madison, GA, which is about half way between Augusta and Temple, to celebrate dad’s birthday.  My mom was ill and not able to join which was disappointing, but it was wonderful to spend time with dad.


February and March were full of sickness within the family and Homegrown’s radio tour to Wisconsin.  We spent a lot of time trying to get well from allergies, bronchitis, sinus infections, and walking pneumonia.  All of us felt pretty miserable.


Homegrown’s radio tour was a huge success and help land them in the top 80 on the Country Music breakout charts.  We were all very proud of their efforts and the momentum they were gaining.  Zeke and I were happy when Nick returned home even though he was exhausted.


My sweet momma also through me a very special baby shower in Augusta with all of my family and friends from Augusta.  It was such a special time with the people who had been praying for Nick and I for such a long time.  It was a great time celebrating all God had done in our lives.

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April was filled birthday celebrations, Zeke moving into his big boy bed, and nursery renovations.  He was really excited about his new bed and sharing his crib with his baby brother.  We were worried how the transition would go with him moving from a crib to a toddler bed, but it went smoother than we could have ever expected.  10426674_10153215704847095_1983319079558101314_n

Obviously, as you can see, he was quite comfortable in his new bed the first night.  We took him to IKEA and let him pick out what bed, mattress, and bedding he wanted.  We also let him pick out some stuffed animals to match his bedding.

Jasper’s room started coming together as well once we had our baby showers and figured out the decor for his nursery.


We also closed out another year at CCF, which was extremely bittersweet.  The year had been full of changes and laughs, but the biggest transition was losing our three amazing interns; Austin, Elliot, and Paul.  Those three kept our heads up when the days where uncertain and rough.  They kept smiles on our faces through their infectious smiles, ridiculous jokes, and laughter.

At the end of the month we headed to North Atlanta to see one of our favorite boys, Wedds Alexis, play soccer for his school.  We were so excited to see him and spend time with him.  Zeke, especially!  It was his final soccer game, so we had to make sure we attended the game.  He had grown so much in the last year and had matured a great deal.




Megan also graduated from the University of West Georgia with her undergrad.  We were so proud of her for her hard work and determination.


May was busy!!!!  Homegrown had concerts almost every weekend.  We were getting last minute things together before Jasper made his appearance.  We spent as much quality time as we good with Zeke before he was no longer the only little guy.  We made the most of date nights as we could as well.


Homegrown played at the AMP in Carrollton at Adamson Square for an event to raise money for the Boys and Girls Club.  It was a lot of fun with tons of people.  We had a great time, especially Zeke.  He loved watching his daddy playing lead guitar.  It made my heart melt.  🙂

The next weekend Homegrown Band had a private event for some of their backer who had invested in their newest album, “Summer Song.”





The event was held at the Train Depot in Carrollton, GA.  It was such a great way for the band to say, “thank you” to those who have given for their efforts, money, and time to see them into this next chapter.  It was also great to see some very sweet friends.  Sherry Sullivan is truly one of a kind.  It was fun spending an evening unwinding with her.  Crazy to think I was nine months pregnant.




Here is one of our many car rides during the last month of our pregnancy.  Zeke is getting so big and it makes me overwhelmed with emotions at times.  He is our stylish kiddo. 🙂



Nick and I also enjoyed a date and took one last picture of us as a family of three.



I am sorry for the extremely long post, but Evanda Estes and Sarah Steffes have been asking me to update my blog (this is for you two).  I will hopefully add another post soon about our newest addition and our growing family.  We are so thankful to our Heavenly Father for all He has done and is continuing to do in our lives.  We are very blessed!

-Mrs. I

Seven Years Bliss

I met my husband back in January of 2006. Reminiscing about our journey together has been overwhelming.
When Nick and I became friends, love, marriage, or the thought of a relationship scared me to death. It didn’t take long to see Nick was different, but I still just wanted his friendship alone. We see how well that worked out for me.

Moment of realization:
My parents had come to pick up my little brother and his friend from my house. Mom and I were talking in the kitchen when song erupted from the living room. My father and Nick were singing together while Nick strummed sweet hymns on his guitar. If my dad was that comfortable with him right away, then I needed to open my eyes and drop my guard.

Nick’s side: (told to me five years ago) “We were at McDonalds, after your soccer game, with Jamie and Nichole. Do you remember that black purse you had? With those black sequins? I was snatching those off of it to make aggravate you. You kept telling me to stop and then all of a sudden you wrapped your arm into mine to hold it down. I knew I was falling in love with you and that this was it… no more looking.”



We have been inseparable since the day I begged him to take a camping class with me. He has been stealing my heart day after day, causing me to fall deeper in love with him.

The first year of our marriage was not an easy one, but with God’s grace and protection we made it through with flying colors. Ha. We learned a lot about ourselves and our relationship.


We have grown in our love for Christ and He has continued to strength our marriage. He has allowed trials to cause us heartache and remind us why we need Him.




We have learned how to communicate well, to be loved, to selflessly serve, and to be vulnerable. We have laughed… A LOT! No one makes me laugh like you do. You learned that I am secretly a dinosaur nerd. I have learned that you are way more of a redneck than I ever realized.




You have spurred me on in my relationship with Christ when there have been moments I have wanted to throw in the towel. I know I have also done the same for you. You’ve held my head up above water when I was drowning in sorrow. You’ve challenged me to chase my dreams and given me that opportunity time and time again.


You believe in me! I will never be able to put into words what that means to me!



You make me feel beautiful. I always feel proud to be the woman on your arm and the woman who gets to stand by your side and raise a family with you. I take pride in the fact that you love me.





You are not just an incredible husband, but an indescribable father. We have been a firm foundation for our family and that is because of Jesus Christ in you. We see Him everyday in you and through you. Zeke is lucky to have you as an example of what a man should be, as well as a husband, and father. keep up the good work!





You once told me that you’d make me believe in fairy tale romances. You have kept that promise. We live in one every single day. At times that fairy tale has been filled with lots of twist and turns, but story is worth reading without adventures and hardships. 😉



Cheers, my darling, to many more years of adventure, hardships, joy, kisses, laughter, and selfless love. May God always be the center of this life we live.

I love you with all of my heart!

Happy 7th Anniversary!


Simple Pleasures Make Good Treasures

Our Fourth of July was very busy; filled with cookouts, friends, and memories. Once the business had settled down, I decided to finish some art projects I had been working on. Luckily, Evanda loves to make crafts as well, so we took the afternoon while our husbands napped and scratched our “DIY” itch.

Two week ago, I started this project. A pallet wood canvas with a pastel palette.




I decided I wanted to decorate some bottles to go along with the palette theme. All of my items except the bottles were bought from Hobby Lobby.








After I finished the bottles, I placed them next to my pallet wood canvas. It will look great hanging above our mantel with the bottle.

This is an easy and fun project to occupy your time and scratch that creative itch we sometimes get. Ladies, it is also a cheap way to decorate your home.

Happy scratching! 😉


Celebrating Freedom

The Fourth of July is one of my favorite times of the year. Celebrating our freedom, honoring the men and women who have given their lives for our freedom, and making memories with friends.

We started off celebrating in Villa Rica, Ga with our church family and some friends on Thursday night. Afterwards, some friends came back to the house and we shared some laughs.


Friday, we had several of our friends over for a cookout at my in-laws. We had lots of delicious food, laughed a whole lot, and played a serious game of volleyball in the pool. Afterwards, we headed into Carrollton for the firework and 4th of July festivities. We took all of our leftovers from lunch, coolers, homemade ice cream, and our corn-hole boards to enjoy the rest of our evening.

God has given us some of the most loving and selfless friends. We enjoyed every moment with each of them, individually and collectively, this weekend. I have never laughed so hard and smiled so much; my abs still hurt.


I am looking forward to many more memorable weekends with these precious friends.

Orevwa, darlings!




What It Is All About


Wild imaginations infused with playful chatter and laughter often drift through our home. It engulfs my spirit; sweet music to my soul. My green-eyed teddy bear with a heart of gold wrestling with a blue-eyed ball of energy brings joy to me and I revel in those precious moments.



My husband is a creative, talented, and well-rounded musician. When I met my husband 8 years ago, music was his muse; the core of his being. For hours on end he would sit and play in his own musical world and creating licks, riffs, and refuge for his soul.  Music wasn’t just some hobby, it was his way of existing; like a wave that engulfed his body, mind, soul, and spirit.  It was where he went to talk to God and often where God met him.  His love for music and his love for God fascinated me, and ultimately captivated my heart.


This endeavor of ours has caused us to journey through some strenuous obstacles, but more often than not, we enjoy the hand we have been dealt.  There is great pleasure that comes from living life with your best friend and it is even better when your best friend is your husband.  I’ve watched my husband grow from a young man into a diligent leader within our home.  Prioritizing has been a constant conquered struggle for us both.  We try to make continuous efforts to place God first and our marriage second [we don’t always get that right; we try]. 



In the last two years, things have changed drastically.  We adopted a baby boy and he has changed our priorities yet again. Brave. Chivalrous. Selfless.  These are words that have always encompassed who he is, but seeing him has a father has been magnificent.  His love for me has always been selfless and he showers Zeke with that same love.  He is also selfish with Zeke; selfish with his time.  He is a busy man; two jobs, one band, and a family make for a very busy schedule.  Yet, he constantly makes sacrifices for us both.  He takes lunch breaks at home to cuddle with Zeke (our son) before nap time.  He rushes home from band practice in hopes of praying with Zeke before bedtime.  He cuts grass with Zeke securely tucked under his arm while he rides the tractor.  He lavishes all kinds of musical knowledge into our son, even at the age of two.  He disciplines him with grace and love while teaching him to respect himself and others.  He contributes to Zeke’s love for fishing, football, hide-n-seek, hunting, and wrestling.  He gives Zeke his undivided attention even when his phone is flashing emails, reminders, and text.  He makes sure Zeke knows he comes before his dreams, hobbies, or work.  He shows him how to thrive and take pleasure in his family.

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My favorite thing is watching him teach Zeke about God and prayer.  The sweetest sounds to pass through my ears consist of Zeke repeating his daddy’s prayers at bedtime.  It is humbling to be privileged enough to experience the awe of our Creator through the babblings of our innocent son as he whispers the honest words of his daddy.  I love watching my hubby lead by example and not just saying, “Do as I say, not as I do!”



Ox Ox, we are so lucky to have you in our lives.  You are the greatest loan God has ever given me and I hope that as your partner in adventure, crime, life, love, and parenting that I honor you always.  You are a gift that keeps on giving not just in our marriage, but also as a parent. Zeke and I can never thank you enough for loving us so selflessly.  We love you with all of our hearts!





Happy Father’s Day!

I love you, my beloved!  xoxo

I call her “Momma!”

Mommy. Moms. Mothers. Mommas.  Whatever you choose to call them, that name means something special to each of us.   They are our “Wonder Women.”  This week after spending time in Haiti and spending an ample amount of time in several orphanages, the word mother really penetrates your heart.  There are so many children who have no one to call “mommy” as a child, or “momma” as they grow older.  They have no one to hold them at birth.  No one to stay up all night with them when they are sick.  No one to kiss their “boo-boos” or “ouches” away.  No one to read bedtime stories or rock them to sleep.  No one to cuddle with them just because.  No one to hold them close or reassure them that all the bad dreams aren’t real.  They have no one to give them the nurturing they deserve.  Moms are an important part of our lives with an important responsibility.  (Dads are too, but this blog isn’t about them right now).  🙂


God allowed me to be born into an incredible family.  With a father and mother that loved me and prayed for me.  God allowed me to have a family that loved me selflessly and unconditionally.  I was lucky enough to be born into a family that wanted me and showed that on a daily basis.


My sweet momma has always been my accountability, my champion, my encourager, my example to follow, and my prayer warrior.  As a child, she was always cheering me on and encouraging me to be girl that loved Jesus Christ and love people through my love for Jesus.  As I reached middle school, she was in my face, challenging me to be a young lady of character and integrity.  She called me out when I was being mean or selfish and challenged me to examine my attitude and behavior.  She set an example for me during her journey battling cancer.  Even when she was scared, she trusted our Heavenly Father.  Even when she had (almost) deadly allergic reactions to her chemo treatments, she never lost faith in God, and continued praying faithfully for direction.  She showed me how to love your spouse selflessly and always be their strong, even on the bad days.  She showed me how to let God fight my battles for me and how to trust God’s direction for my life at all times.  She showed me the best way to be a rock for your family was to stand on the Rock (Jesus Christ). 



In high school, my mom surpassed any expectations I could had ever placed on her.  In the midst of battling cancer, she lost her own mother, my precious Nana, and it was not easy.  She not only became the rock for our family, but the glue for our extended family.  I remember her telling me that my Nana had left a legacy for us to follow and that she was afraid she wouldn’t be able to feel her shoes.  She wanted to have the same type of spirit she saw in my Nana, but little did she know she had already been living a legacy.  

My mom has always been by my side through thick and thin.  She has been my coach by giving direction and guidance, but she has allowed me to make my our decisions.  She has watched me follow her instruction and come out on top.  She has also watched me rebel again her advice and instruction, which has more often than not, led to my demise.  During those times, she has never once said, “I told you so,” or said, “You should have listened to me.”  She has been in the pit with me dusting off my knees, lifting up my head, and cheering me on to pick myself back up.  She has prayed for me during those times and hoped I would redirect my life, while relearning how to use my compass.  

In college and into adulthood, she has become my best friend, counselor, and prayer warrior.  She has been a constant in my life and earned the right to hold the title of best friend.  I know she always has my best interest at heart and has no trouble challenging me to dig deeper and expect more of myself.  She challenges me to step out of my comfort zone and truly follow Christ even when it is difficult or uncomfortable.  


I have been blessed to have a mother, who desired to make me a woman of character, class, and integrity.  I was blessed to have a momma that sacrificed her time to teach me about life, to drive me all over creation to play softball and soccer, and to answer all the thousands of questions I had about life and love.  She was sacrificial and selfless.  I was blessed to have a mother who would sit on the phone with me for hours just to laugh and talk about life or cry with me over frustration about life and womanhood.  She cried with me when God closed doors I was desperate for Him to open and celebrated with me when God opened unexpected doors that only He could receive the glory for.  


I love you so much, momma!  Words can never express the nurturing I have received from you and the shelter I have found in you when I was struggling through many chapters of my life.  Besides Jesus, you have been the one constant in my life.  I don’t know what I would do without you.  Dad, Russell, and I are so lucky to have you in our life and be able to be a part of your life.  God truly blessed me when He allowed me to be born into your life and you raise me in this crazy world we live in.  Happy Mother’s Day to you!  Today and everyday, you mean the world to your family.   I love you!  xoxo Image


Ps.  You are a great grandma too! 🙂

Celebrating Two

Photography by Aislinn Rain Photography

Two years ago, on March 6th, 2012, I received a excited yet, panicked phone call.  Our son had been born (a month early).  He and his birth mother had both been in distress and an emergency C-section had to be performed.  We were urged to head that way as quickly as possible.  I remember confusion and panic come flooding over me.  I called Nick, who was at work, explained the situation, and we dropped everything and rushed to North Atlanta to be with our son.

I felt like we were caught in a whirlwind of emotions, but mainly helplessness.  Our son was alone.  His birth mother nor us could be with him.  We couldn’t hold him… reassure him that we were there.  The thought brought tears to our eyes and pains to our stomaches.  Acceleration took on a whole new meaning.

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holding my son for the first time

I have never believed in love at first sight until we saw our son.  He was the most precious bundle I had ever laid eyes on.  God’s hands had been all over the situation from the beginning.  Two different families had been brought together by God’s Sovereign hand and forever changed in the wake of our son’s birth.

Photography by Aislinn Rain Photography

Ezekiel James Ivey is the best gift we’ve ever been given by two others; God and Zeke’s birth mom.  He has been our bouncing ball of energy and stubbornness coupled with cuddles and tenderness.

Photography by Aislinn Rain Photography

Celebrating two comes all sorts of hidden meanings.  Two years of life.  Two families forever joined together.  Two years of frustrated prayers answered.  Two different sides of the family celebrating two different families’ decision to change a child’s life.


This weekend we celebrated Zeke turning two with both sides of our family.  We find ourselves overwhelmed with the love and support we’ve had throughout this constant evolving journey.  Our families and friends have been by our side throughout this entire process through hugs, laughter, prayers, and tears… all the while God has been in the midst weaving our paths together, so delicately.


My husband and partner in crime makes this life absolutely perfect.  We are blessed beyond belief.  I surely don’t deserve all I have been given… from God’s grace, my husband’s love, and our son…. more than I imagined and through means I never dreamed possible.   Celebrating two…


…to God be the Glory…