Well, good morning to you.
Do you know that as of today I have a TWELVE YEAR OLD kid? 12. Like, for TWELVE YEARS I have been keeping this particular human alive and relatively free from harm. I have provided food for him approx 3 times a day for the better part of TWELVE YEARS. That is madness. 12. Just the quickest blink of an eye it was, really. My beautiful, gigantic pain in the ass, thoughtful, goofy, smart, lazy, loving, stoic, funny boy who defied all odds and came here to make me a mom 12 years ago. Babies are cute, but seeing the person that your kid is slowing turning into is beyond amazing and I really like what I see. Unless he is around his friends, in which case I want to bounce him off the nearest wall for asking for stuff and sleepovers and trips to stores right in front of the other children so that I have to look like a bad guy mother when I don’t necessarily want to take 6 children who don’t belong to me to SkyZone when Sir Aidan asks at 4 on a Tuesday. When the kid isn’t around his buddies, or choosing to talk to his sweet, innocent little brother in the most nasty of tones for no reason at all, I adore him. I didn’t always, God love him. He tried my patience for years and I had endless guilt about being honest to the fact that even though I loved him with all of my heart, there were times when I didn’t really like him. Not a lot of people admit to this, but you get the soul you get and when that soul is more like yourself then you are willing to see or admit, it can be hard. I have watched this kid learn compassion, learn respect, learn loyalty. I have watched a boy who would keep me up at night because he was so introverted in Kindergarten and first grade that I was convinced he would never have friends turn into one of the most confident people I know. I admire him so much for his ability to do what he wants, hang with who he wants and let silly little boy politics roll off his back. He is who is is, he has nothing to prove and I love that about him. I hope to God it always stays that way for him. There are times when we just sit and talk and I catch a glimpse of who I imagine he is going to become and I am blown away with love for him.
Also, the fact that I am a lady old enough to have a 12 year old kid is sad and it is making me feel wrinkly and chubby all at the same time. I will use the fact that when I am 42 my kid will be in college and most of my friends will have kids barely entering Kindergarten to make me feel better. Then I will get lipo and Botox and I will laugh at them and travel.
I have another way to cheer myself up today. Let me show you.
Oh, Megan and Sean. How amazing was your wedding? AMAZING.
Meg is just absolutely everything I hope for when I book a bride. Someone who, when we meet for the first time, it feels like we have already been friends for years. That is 100% how it felt the first time I met Meg and her wedding is one that I have been looking so forward to since that night. She is beautiful, down to earth and she doesn’t take herself too seriously (one of my favorite qualities in a person). She is one of a kind and I a little bit have a girl crush on her. So what? She twirled through that day, her happiness was so real and almost tangible, and she is just a person that I feel lucky to know.
Sean? Great guy. Could probably do without me and my camera in his life, but when it came down to it, he was a good sport. And I think that he underestimated how HIS happiness was going to make it impossible for him to kill me in his head like I am sure he had planned to do when mulling over the prospect of getting his picture taken for 8 hours in one day.
Meg and Sean (and their dog, Pearl) got married in November on what was possibly the most gorgeous November day in all of history at the amazing Chatham Bars Inn in Chatham.. Everything just lined up so beautifully and the day was perfection. As an added bonus, I got my boy Bob Pattison to shoot with me that day. This hasn’t happened in WAY longer that I would like, but I feel like if I had to wait this long to shoot with him again, it was all worth it because of everything awesome we got that day.
This is just about as serious as you will see Meg for the rest of the day.
Megan’s dress was made just for her. I have never seen a wedding dress suit a bride as much as this dress suited Meg. One of a kind, just like her.
You look absolutely beautiful, Megan. BEAUTIFUL.
Down the hatch and ready for the First Look!
I am partial to the pictures of Pearl when she is blinking.
Awesome flowers. Perfect colors.
Look at her! She is so timeless and classic.
Sigh. Love this pic of Meg’s dad seeing her for the first time.
This is so her. Cracking up…
See? The blinking. It’s too much…
Can you believe this is mid-November??
These are funny. Megan made sure to tell me that posed pictures were not their thing. I made sure to pose them because, really, I am in charge on the wedding day and people have to do what I say when I say it. They couldn’t even keep a straight face…
Love how Pearl’s head is just sticking out.
How awesome do they look??
Chatham Bars is such a beautiful venue.
The colors were to amazing this day to convert anything to b&w. But I think this one looks pretty great without color, right?
Gah! I LOVE her. I told you, she twirled and spun through that whole day.
Congratulations you guys! So happy to have met you and SO happy to have been there that day.