I tried, really I did.
I had the best of intentions to keep posting every day during the time leading up to my wedding. I thought it would be easy. Reposts. Pictures. A few sentences thrown together for the sake of getting something published.
Little did I know just what the final week of wedding planning would be like.
There was stress. There was much driving around getting things finalized. There were late nights spent at the computer finishing seating charts, printing place cards and drawing up itineraries as friends and family members helped wrap guest favours and keep me supplied with wine.
There was chaos, there were arguments, there were final negotiations with vendors.
What there wasn’t, was time. Not a scrap of it. Every second counted in that last week. The night before my wedding, I was still printing place cards at midnight.
So much for going for de-stressing runs.
So much for relaxing and going for a manicure on the final day.
Do you know what, though? On the day, everything came together perfectly. I had a beautiful, beautiful day. The flowers were lovely. The kids were absolute stars. I felt like a princess, sitting in the limo sipping champagne. The people surrounding me all day snapping pictures made me feel like I had my own paparazzi.
Even the weather cooperated. We got one perfect day of sunshine, that my Mom says was ordered by my Dad.
Best of all, most amazing of all, is that at the end of the day, I had the most amazing husband a girl could wish for. Every now and then, my heart flips as I look at my man and think, “I’m married to him!”
I feel like the princess who got her prince.
Congratulations!
I don’t think I realized your wedding was so soon! Congratulations!! What a beauty!
Yay! That is great that it all came together for you on the day. Congratulations. 🙂
Congratulattions!!