Yes… I am writing about this. I am a private person and don’t like a whole lot of attention… weird…
So here I go… no more hiding.
I am pregnant…
Having a wee one
(my least favorite) Eggo
I must say, the first thought I had: “What about these weddings!”
Long story short. It will be OK… and so far it has.
First 3 months were a breeze (everyone is different)… call me lucky. With a fantastic-nutritional-mentor-friend-lady (I really don’t know what her title is… so I made one up) and a super-awesome-strong-midwife, I was able to conquer the dreaded first trimester. The trick is to stay active and eat healthy… doesn’t get easier than that.
I did the exact opposite of what the doctor said… I planted a too-big-for-my-yard garden, increased my walking time, Painted two rooms, rode a bike, and did a major photo session every week since I found out.
I did nap from time to time… usually on accident. I would get motivated to do something then my husband would find me face down on the love seat…. 5’8 women don’t normally fit on those. =)
Just had a few real pregnancy “symptoms”: Strawberry cravings, weeping before the title of “The Lion King” even appeared (although I did that anyways), and finally the “she’s gaining some weight” stares.
I thought I would share from time to time, for other photographers mostly, what it is like to do what seems to be the impossible. Shoot a 9-14 hour wedding. An emotional, dehydrating, foodless, napless, sometimes stressful, high energy fun zone.
Wedding 1 through 6 were a breeze (In fact I shot with another pregnant photographer with twins and five other pregnant girls in the same wedding). I learned to pack the following for the future weddings…
Nuts and dried fruit
Some kind of bread or cracker
extra clothes (I do this anyways… I sweat a lot)
a second shooter (for the potty breaks)
also and important thing to carry in my back pocket: A professional available primary photographer, ready to take over when I call. I don’t think It will happen… all my weddings are within good time… but it’s good to feel safe.
So far I am enjoying the experience and I am actually pretty OK with the many belly pats that I get from wedding attendants/guests and the silly questions (sometimes sympathy) from the groomsmen.
Here goes. Pretty excited.
Another pregnant photographer story here