We recently attended and celebrated the 10 years of marriage my brother and his wife have kept.
To mark the significance, they had a church blessing (finally) and it was just a small family-only event.
Because it took place kind of late on a Wednesday night, we decided to just bring Gerard at the last minute. Aubrey didn't get to go because she sleeps early, and we didn't want to bring her out when the girl wants her sleep. Gerard's bedtime was looming too, but since he hadn't been out of the house for a few days, we wanted to let him out.
As any toddler in church, of course he didn't want to sit still. Egan and I manned the cameras so we had to let Gerard do his thing, although, grandpa did try to restrain him and so did his other uncles.
Well, after the blessing, the priest passed out so there was a moment of panic. As emergency was being called I had the urge to keep recording the incident (was it rude of me?) I consider myself a documentarian, hence these blogs I try to keep updated. So all I had was a camera, and it was second nature of me to let it roll.
In the midst, Gerard disappeared. When I realized this, I ran to the back of the church first on my nephew's tip that he saw him go that way. I called out his name but didn't get a response, and I knew that he would respond to me in that situation if he were okay.
I ran back out to Egan who was taking photos of the emergency vehicles and he told me that Gerard wasn't there. I ran back in the church and shouted out if anyone has seen Gerard. At that point, he emerged from the back area with my aunt.
So that had me panicking, but thank goodness, he was with my aunt.
That brings me to a reminder: shooting photos/being a documentarian can only be second to watching our kids when they are with us. And I live by that: when we're out, I don't go crazy with photographing. I know I'm always a parent first no matter what.
When there was a window to leave the priest in the care of the medical team, we headed to the late dinner party. We had a real good time eating and drinking, and being loud.... and before we left, I realized my dress was on backwards.
As we entered home, Aubrey was comfortably sprawled out on our family bed and grandma was watching a movie. We put Gerard in bed and I spent a few minutes just staring at them as they slept.
Every night, I go to bed telling myself how fulfilling my crazy life is. I love these kids so much, and nothing will ever change that.