This weekend was the baptism of Liam Francis. Here's the thing about us and religion, well, it's complicated. Many people say that they return to church after they have children +I can understand that. Something happens when you become a parent where you suddenly find yourself doing things that your parents had done {like baptisms}, that you may not necessarily have planned on? So while there is a part of me feels like it was just one of those necessary things people do {like a vaccination}, another larger part of me loves the tradition and ceremony surrounding it. I love making my family larger by asking the people I love most to be godparents. I love that all three of my children have worn the same antique white baptism gown and that hopefully one day I will see all of my grandchildren wearing it too. And last, but certainly not least, I love having a party.
This is my best-est of friends, Auntie LaLa and her mister, Chris; the godparents. I asked them to be godparents the same day that they told us they were engaged! Kismet? This is Lauren's, "I can't take it, I'm going to eat this baby" face; and so while I know she'll want to kill me for putting it on the internet, she won't. We love these two so much; they are good eggs of the first kind and we could not be happier that they shared this day with us!
:: at one point during the epic-esque service, my mother told me I looked skinny... it was because I was holding my breath the entire time, hoping that there would not be a Fif style outburst. I was praying, seriously. ::
::All of the children and their godparents::
Lauren + Chris with Liam, Tracy + Marty with Sophia and my cousin Jessica + my brother Jay with Tobin.
So while I don't really believe that my little baby Liamb had any original sin to wipe away on this day {despite my Catholic upbringing}, I was beyond happy to have this special day for him. For him to have a grand introduction of sorts, to have a party, to be surrounded by all of the people who love him; and all of us. There is a touch of parental bittersweetness that comes with events like this, with knowing that this is the last baptism. However, I feel like whenever you are doing something for the last time, you should go out with a bang; give it your all! Starting a diet tomorrow? Eat a cake! ...that kind of thing. This day was by far more perfect that I could have dreamed for and I could not be more grateful to all of the family and friends who made this possible by sharing this day with us!
What a wonderful day! I love these shots too! xoxo
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