Last weekend, my husband, myself, and my two oldest boys were the photographer, videographer, witnesses, and tiny human chaos at my sister-in-law’s wedding. On the groom’s side, his brother’s family bore witness and helped out in all the ways we couldn’t since their chaos is still baby-bump form ;).
Covid has put a real wrench in a lot of things this year, and weddings are no small casualty. The big celebration will have to wait, but the wedding vows did not. The nine of us (including the pastor and baby bump) gathered on a blustery, stormy, drenched beach. It was definitely an adventure, but if anyone was up for it, my sister and brother-in-law were! Rain boots were donned under the dress. My children ran amuck and fell over into the wet sand like stuck turtles during the ceremony. And Nick and I had our cameras in one hand and cloths in the other to wipe the lenses every couple of shots from the sideways falling rain. But even all of that couldn’t take this moment away from the two of them. And also, how boring would nice sunny day photos be? Stormy ocean photos for the win all the way!
That first look tho….
We went straight from the first look into the ceremony since the only ones needing to join us on the beach were the pastor and our two children that we left with him without technically asking if he minded :D.
After the first kiss of husband and wife, we ran back to the beach-side cabins to warm up, dry off, and cheers the happy couple. We did some quick group photos with a tripod before everyone left, and then Nick and I took turns taking them out for quick photos and video while the other stayed warm and with the kiddos.
We then jumped in our cars, drove back to their house, put our kids to bed with a quick dinner, and then enjoyed some adult-only time under a tent in the backyard listening to the rain, laughing, and eventually watching the sun come out right before sunset because… of COURSE it did ;).