I told myself I would blog at least weekly, but I’ve been failing miserably at that goal. I have been spending my time making some serious progress on crochet projects (because I’m 90 at heart) and some other random odds-n-ends that needed to be addressed, which is good.
Rather than do the responsible, adult thing and promise to be a better blogger from here on out, I have chosen instead to do the ridiculous thing. I’m going to go ahead and pretend it’s February 20-something-th and I’ve just returned from a quick trip to NJ for a photo session. Why NJ, you ask? Well, join my in my time machine, if you will, and find out..!
Meet Megan:
Megan and I met our freshman year of high school in NJ and were fast friends. We have stayed extremely close through high school (during which time my emo/angsty phase would’ve been reason enough for anyone to toss me off a cliff), the college years (despite being at schools 2+ hours apart), and we’re still just as close today from opposite sides of the Mason-Dixon.
I give you this history not just because it is awesome and rare, but to show just how long I have known my Megan. No one will question my credentials as an expert witness when I tell you that Megan has wanted to be a mom FOREVER. Some girls toss around potential names for future children… Megan was devising plans to steal babies when no one was looking. So now I hope you have a sense for just how brain-exploding, heart-melting EXCITED I am for her and her wonderful husband as they get ready to welcome a baby girl into their home.
Like any good friendtogropher, I invited myself into their home to take some maternity pictures. I was envisioning many more park/outdoor images with a crisp late-winter chill in the air, but the weather didn’t have the same ideas. The temperature that Saturday morning was in the upper-40s, which is tolerable for us Yanks, but the WIND was probably the most blustery I’ve seen outside of a blizzard — sustained speeds in the 20mph range with gusts in the 30mph ballfield. I wasn’t exactly going to suggest we frolic through the meadow with my pregnant friend! We did brave the elements for one image we both really wanted, but we managed to set it up and snap it in probably under 2min, during which there was much hilarity. We spent the rest of the day lounging in their house and taking pictures here and there. The flow was totally unlike any other shoot, but it was so much fun.
I am so happy for Megan and Graham, and I can’t WAIT to meet little miss Charlotte. Don’t worry, I’ve invited myself over to take newborn pictures. 
Here are some more images from our day of fun:
), and Charlotte Grace arrived on May 18th, the newest member of a large family that was in love with her long before her red-carpet entrance. (Side note — there should totally be red carpets in the delivery room.) About a week after Charlotte was born, I was able to catch a flight back to good ol’ Jersey to add my name to the ever-expanding list of the Charlee-Obsessed. There was a lot of baby-bouncing and rocking, snuggling and smooching… oh, and I took a few pictures, too. 
