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    Three Years.

    Three years.  I was talking to this lady the other day and telling her about how Gary and I were going on aView full post »

 

Having a big brother is sort like a badge of honor.  You make it through the formidable years with a few dents and dings (possibly a few broken bones but that’s a story for another day) – but you end up with something that no one else in the world could ever be to you.  It’s like somehow along the way this person who beat you up and stole all your treats becomes some weird mixture of best friend and family that is just the best.  The only thing better that one big brother…is two.  Georgia doesn’t even know it yet but she will be the most loved, protected, probably beat up a little too…but treasured little girl in the world.  And she will love those boys with everything she has.

 

Georgie girl…you are a little angel and have made your family perfectly complete.  Keep those boys wrapped around your little finger and never forget that your brothers love you more than anything.  🙂

 

 

Three years.  I was talking to this lady the other day and telling her about how Gary and I were going on a little getaway for our Anniversary.  She asked how long we had been married and I said three years.  She made a sound sort of like…oooooo-wwwweeeee…followed by…the first three years are the hardest.  Once you make it past three years, you’re golden.  I silently laughed to myself because I’m pretty sure someone has said that exact same thing to me about year one and year two.  And something tells me they will be saying it at year 4, 5 and 60 because what they really want to say is…girl, marriage is hard.  Congrats on another year.

 

Because that’s what needs to be said.  Congratulations on another @&$#-ing year.  Because this is hard.  Really hard.  And maybe there are people out there that live in these blissful marriages where everything is great all the time and their world is full of unicorns and butterflies.  But not my world.  And honestly, not anyone I’ve ever talked to.  Everyone is struggling through something but for some reason no one talks about it.  Which I get.  Who wants to air their dirty laundry?  But doesn’t it suck to feel so alone?  Like you’re the only one in the world who isn’t living out this perfect love story?  I struggled with that for a long time (and to be honest, still do).  That feeling like you aren’t measuring up.  Like you somehow have failed at this figurative expectation you’ve set for yourself?

 

But here’s the truth as I see it right now in this moment.  Today, Gary and I celebrate three years of marriage.  Three long, hard, huge, amazing years of marriage.  I didn’t throw the amazing in there just for shits and giggles.  Because to me, it’s the only part that matters.  Living a life with someone is a very big thing.  And big things aren’t easy.  Building something out of nothing and pushing and pulling your way to where you ultimately want to be.  Tackling the hard stuff and celebrating the good.  Basking in the in-betweens every chance you get.  It’s like this intricately choreographed dance that when you step back and look at it, is really beautiful.

 

I could have easily written ten paragraphs about all the reasons I love Gary and how great our life is and it all would have been true.  But what I want to remember when I look back on this post in one year, ten years, 50 years…is we are doing it.  We are picking each other up and doing the best we can.  And this dance that we’ve come to know as life…is honestly, pretty epic.

 

So babe, happy anniversary.  Thank you for loving me the way you do.  For pushing me to do the things I’m afraid to say out loud.  For believing in me when not an ounce of me believes in myself.  Thank you for always knowing exactly what I need and never saying no when I feel like sushi.  For patio nights and ice cream runs and always saying you love my face.  Even though I still adamantly believe that is not a valid compliment.  But most of all, congratulations on another year and thank you for all the things I know year four has in store.  I love you.  xo

 

  • Kasey - April 25, 2017 - 8:49 am

    Great post Lala! Happy Anniversary!ReplyCancel

 

Have I mentioned I love being back in Indy?!  It has been so fun to connect with old friends and I absolutely love getting the chance to document so many new and exciting times in their lives!!  Stefanie and I went to high school together and…let’s just say a while ago because I still am not willing to admit just how many years have passed.  We used to sit in Chemistry class (shout out to Miss Champion) next to each other and literally never stopped laughing.  It was the best.  Fast forward to today and she’s expecting her first baby with her awesome husband, Casey…and catching up with her the other day was literally like no time has passed.  Crazy how that happens.  Anyways…here’s a few of my favorites from their session.  Stefanie and Casey…I’m so happy for you guys!!!!  xo

 

  • Emily - April 13, 2017 - 8:41 am

    These are beautiful, Lauren!ReplyCancel

    • laurenwakefield - April 13, 2017 - 8:44 am

      Thank you!!!!!!ReplyCancel

 

A few weeks ago, as you might have seen on Instagram, we went on a family vacation to Wimberley, Texas.  Haven’t heard of Wimberley??  Don’t worry…I hadn’t either until we went there.  It’s right outside of Austin and is referred to as “the hill country.”  I imagine when one thinks about the wild, wild west…this is what comes to mind.  Think rolling hills, probably a good amount of rattle snakes….wineries for days.  It was a cute little town with just the perfect amount of relaxation.  We didn’t do much which was awesome.  A lot of laying by the pool…mimosas for breakfast…and bbq that would blow your mind.  Not to mention perfect weather which was just what the doctor ordered.

 

After buying a house last year, Gary and I had sort of put vacationing on hold so this was such a much-needed little getaway.  Anyways…here is a little look at our trip.  Aka…a million photos of my nieces.  🙂  Enjoy!

 

A little impromptu photoshoot with my girls.  <3

Our house.  It was pretty awesome.  And very conveniently located across the street from a winery.  Coincidence?  I think not.  😉

There are not words for how much I love this little girl.

A trip to Jacob’s Well.  Literally a giant hole in a creek that goes down like 100 feet.  I’m still convinced there has to be something unpleasant living in there.

Probably my favorite excursion…dinner at The Salt Lick BBQ.  I don’t even like bbq…but this was out of this world.  It’s BYOB so you show up with a cooler and hang out in this awesome courtyard area.  Then you sit down and it’s just meat for days.  Such a good time.

The fam!  We have family who live in Austin and Houston so it was so fun to all get together!

Rainy day in Austin.  But we made the most of it.

I had my first experience with Top Golf and seriously had SO. MUCH. FUN!  I’m horrible at golf but it’s such a cool atmosphere and concept.  It was awesome!  Not to mention Katharine was quite the little golfer.  I’ve only recently recovered from the multiple heart attacks I had over her falling off the edge.

As a birthday present to my mom we booked my amazing friend, Courtney, for family photos!  She killed it!  They turned out awesome!  (I’ll be posting more of these very soon!)

And that’s a wrap.  All in all, a great trip with my favs.

 

Seven years (and one day) ago today I wrote my first blog post.  I remember it so vividly because, if I’m being honest, I felt like a complete idiot.  Who was ever going to read this?  Why would anyone care what I had to say?  I didn’t even have a website or a business for that matter.  Just an idea and an intense drive of what my life could be like if I continued down this path.  Something about starting this blog (or I should really say that blog because oh how things have changed) felt real.  It felt like the first tangible step towards something I was building.  I remember being holed up in an office working for someone else…dreaming constantly about what it would be like to work for myself.  Getting giddy butterflies every time I would think about anything to do with this dream I was chasing.  When I think back on it now…it was such a euphoric feeling.  The unknown.  The possibilities.  The excitement.

 

It’s funny how things evolve.  Or maybe I should say how people evolve.  Because if I think back to that me seven years ago…I’ve made it to that place I dreamed so hard about.  Working for myself.  Having built a business that I whole-heartedly love.  Shooting weddings for couples that I seriously can’t believe I get to work with.  Documenting adorable families and living life on my own terms.  It can be surreal to think about but at the same time as I sit here now, that feeling is still very much the same.  My blog has become something completely different than I ever thought it would.  It’s been a place for me to share photos with the world but also look back on my life.  To remember how I felt in certain moments so I never lose perspective.  My business is (for the most part) a well-oiled machine but the funny thing is I still have that crazy feeling like I have to build something.  To keep pushing towards something bigger than myself and never become stagnant.  To go after the somewhat unattainable.  Because I think that is what being a small business owner is all about.  Forever striving for something better.  Changing and evolving and working endlessly towards a bigger purpose.  I think without that feeling I would have never and will never be successful because it’s that burning in the pit of my stomach (which could possibly just be anxiety) that pushes me.

 

Last night, I laid awake in bed for hours because it felt like an elephant was sitting on my chest.  My mind was racing and I all I could think about was worry.  But as I sorted through my thoughts I realized that’s what this is.  Drive.  Determination.  That same excitement I had seven years ago (and a little fear) of the unknown possibilities ahead.  And while it can be a little debilitating at times, I wouldn’t trade it for anything.  Because it’s what keeps that little fire in me going, and makes up everything that I am.