- 3 years ago
- Wedding: July 2013
I want to preface this by saying I’m actually excited for my wedding and marriage; if you read through my posts it may not seem like it, but I use this place to vent my negative feelings so that I don’t take thme out on those nearest and dearest to my heart.
My sisterinlaw/bridesmaid called me the other day and said “Hey, do you have a plan b for if nephew/ringbearer doesn’t feel like walking down the aisle at the wedding?” (He’s 3; it may happen). I told her “of course; I have pans b and c for EVERYTHING that can go wrong” (I’m OCD…okay?!). And she replies, and I’m NOT JOKING!!, “Oh, good, because I’m leaving him with my mother here.”
WAIT A MINUTE, HOLD THE PHONE, WHAT?!
Yep, that’s right. 2 weeks before the wedding, you’re REMOVING my RING BEARER?!
“We just don’t know that we can deal with putting him in a suit, and coaxing him down the aisle, and driving 9 hours, and…and….and…and…and…”
Ummmmmm, sorry, but I’ve been engaged 16 months. I asked her to have my nephew as my ringbearer ON THE DAY I GOT ENGAGED, when they were living 20 hours away!
This on the heels where my FSIL called me and said she won’t be coming to the wedding because she thinks her brother is making the biggest mistake of his life and can’t stand me. She was a groomsmaid.
I’m frustrated. I’m pissed off. I’m hurt. And I really, really, really want to have that moment that people call “bridezilla” where I just start yelling at these people. Because, at this point, I feel justified… 2 weeks. These things couldn’t have been discussed 2 months ago? Or last year? Or even when I asked, just a “well…you know how Aiden is…I’m not sure that’s the smartest idea…” I’d have accepted all of this. But 2 weeks? Thanks, but…no.