As I sorted through the few pictures I captured of the actual day it made me sad that I really didn't get that many. I then thought about the fact that 1. I was a bridesmaid 2. I'm 9 months pregnant 3. My husband officiated the wedding and 4.I was chasing around my two year old daughter. So while I'm sad I didn't capture the day in pictures I am thankful I didn't go into labor or tuck my dress into my panties.
At one point during the reception I looked at my daughter and saw she wasn't wearing the cute pink leggings I could have sworn she had on earlier in the day....I lifted up the back of her dress to find a little baby booty looking back at me....so like I said....I'm thankful we all survived and enjoyed ourselves.
The wedding...oh the wedding! When the Lord made this women he wanted the world to understand the definition of thoughtful details. Every inch of this wedding had her loving touch on it. She even made sure that if someone had given her a special vase that it was at the table they sat at. When we as bridesmaids walked down the aisle a recording was played of a letter she wrote to each of us telling us what we meant to her. I was a big emotional pregnant mess down the aisle and for a good portion of the ceremony. Even though the temps were in the upper 90's the bride was calm and collected and didn't let a thing get to her. I had been praying this over her for some time so I was very blessed by the feel of the day. Timeless elegance is what she captured. I love how she stayed real to who she is.