- Last updated on January 22, 2013 at 10:48 am
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So we will start this out on the morning of December 27th...after 4 hours of sleep it is finally time to get up and transform into a bride. I round up my girls in the hotel drag them down to a lovely fruit breakfast then out in the freezing cold to travel to the hair and makeup salon. There my makeup artist and hair artist do a fabulous job doing exactly what I wanted. I could only afford to get the girls airbrush foundation figuring they needed a good foundation at least for the rest of their makeup....but my makeup artist and her assistants helped them with all the rest of their makeup then cleaned it all up for free. So we all left there looking beautiful.
We head back to the hotel with just an hour and a half to spare to get the bridesmaids and flowergirls hair done, everything into the cars and out to the venue to set up. But lo and behold the cousin I had employed to do the girls hair had decided to run off with her boyfriend...so I did it very quickly in the hotel room...it wasn't what I had hoped it would be but for someone who can't even do her own hair I think I did a ballin' job.
We get over to the venue running about 30 minutes late because of course when someone who can't do hair does hair it takes that much longer....the cousin finally shows up as well as like half my family to help set up...and you would think this would make quick work of things, but instead it just led to chaos with everyone asking me every two minutes what I needed done. I realize they were trying to help and wanted my day to be perfect so they didnt want to take any initiative but at the end of the day I just need it done. My braid is falling out I'm all sweaty and now I'm starting to lose it because everyone is needing me and I'm running late to go get ready and now my hair is falling out.
My mom came and stopped me hugged me prayed over me and sent me to go get ready saying they would all be fine without me.
We all go to the bridal cottage to get ready and my cousin shows back up to rebraid my hair. Luckily the intricate pinned up curled part still stayed up. I get ready remembering things like I have no one to run the music for the ceremony at the last minute and having people go run and find other people so that all these things I forgot about can be done, since I can't go do them myself at this point cuz I have the big white dress on.
But everything got done, everyone got down the aisle, my flowergirls were cute as buttons, and I heard a bunch of sniffles coming from the first few rows as we said our heartfelt vows :D
Well I forgot to mention that uh while the bride and the bridesmaids are waiting outside the chapel to go in...in the freezing cold....the groom and groomsmen had no idea the wedding was starting. No one told them so they were all still chillin in the grooms room...but all in all it was just a slight hiccup. WE GOT MARRIED! WOOT!
Then of course its tons of pictures out in the freezing cold because I picked the venue because it was so naturally beautiful....my hands went beyond red to purple. Shoulda had mittens. But or photographers! I can't even tell you how amazing they were. So fun to work with. Totally understood my vision. And they went above and beyond anything I could have expected. All night long everyone kept telling me how awesome they were and I definitely agree.
Now I planned my reception to be a big family get together not some formal stuffy reception so it had been going on for about an hour when we walked in and I was perfectly ok with that. Everyone seemed to have a great time and said they could see me shining through in all the decor and ideas and what not. Which was perfect. Things weren't all set up the way I had envisioned but everything was full of love. Our love for eachother, and our family and friends love for us. You could feel it in every little thing. So even though as the bride who planned it I knew things weren't perfect....in a way it was perfect.
And we danced. And we talked. I didn't really eat but the groom and everyone else did. And we cried, oh how we cried. But it was a beautiful night.
I danced with my Dad and he made me bawlllll my eyes out. He said all those things that lost lonely little girls need to hear. And he told me he loves Kyle and he is so proud of the woman I have become.
I hugged my stepmom and I said all those things a bitter young woman needed to hear years ago from a young daughter who never could understand why things were so awful between them. And we cried. She didn't say those things I've always wanted to hear but sometimes you have to make the first step....and I took it.
And then we decided to wrap up the reception two hours early cuz I was getting tired and cranky and my back was killing me, and everyone else seemed to be wanting to wrap it up to. So we left and I don't regret it. My wedding was perfect mostly because of how imperfect it was.
Thank you ladies for the encouragement, advice and support you all offered me. It's almost like you guys walked me up to that aisle so I could walk down and become the happiest woman alive. :)