- 2 months ago
- Wedding: April 2019
7 years, 3 months and 1 day after we got engaged, my now Darling Husband (!!!) and I got married yesterday.
It was rainy all day and there were some hiccups, but it was the best day ever!
I stayed at my parents’ place the night before, as did my sister. We had a hair and makeup artist come to the house to get us ready. My mother was at the reception venue with my aunt in the morning to set things up and we were concerned she wouldn’t be back in time to get her hair done. It was some hiccups with the music and projector I think, which I found out about later.
We had a beautiful classic 1948 Rolls Royce take my father, sister (MOH) and I to the church (it later took Darling Husband and I to the reception). We were 15 minutes EARLY, so we had to drive round and park nearby for a while. We were walking down the aisle right on time!
The ceremony was amazing, the music was just what we wanted (including the non traditional guests & groom coming in and signing the registry music). It all hit me as being real when my Dad and I were standing in the little foyer waiting to walk down the aisle. Then I saw Darling Husband and it was just perfection, I was so happy.
We managed to get a few photos outside the church before it started pouring rain and we all had to rush to the cars!
We were going to have a prereception outside the reception venue but had to move it underneath. We were also going to have photos out on the golf course, but with the rain we didn’t. However the rain stopped briefly and Darling Husband & I, our photographers (my aunt & uncle) and our videographer did drive out in the buggies to try to get some shots. We had an adventure (including a brief collision of the golf carts) but didn’t get out of the cars. We did get some photos taken in the golf carts and, once we were under cover with the carts, I got to get the photo of me pretending to run over DH!
A few people couldn’t make it (including one of Ethan’s uncles who missed his flight, which was sad especially because he was so looking forward to it). A few left the reception because of ill health, one alcohol related and DH’s grandmother and her partner left a bit early too. We got great photos with her (last grandparent left) and also of my great-aunt and her husband who could only make it to the ceremony (and they drove quite a ways to be there).
There was one good change. Father-In-Law, who has social anxiety and similar issues, we both really wanted there. He agreed to come to the ceremony but not the reception. I was worried (and I think Darling Husband was a little bit too) that he wouldn’t feel up to it and we wouldn’t get to see him there. He was at the ceremony and we got some great photos with him, and also ones with him, Mother-In-Law (divorced but live in the same house on different levels) and SIL. I made sure to tell him how much it meant to me and to both of us to have him there.
We rushed to the car when it started pouring, and when we were driving off he said he hadn’t said a proper goodbye to his dad, so when we passed him walking to their car Darling Husband called out to his dad thanking him for coming. Then we saw him at the reception and he stayed for the whole thing! We were both so happy. There was a little bit of figuring out where to sit him but my sister took charge. She was the perfect maid of honour!
We were chatting quite a bit with people and got a few photos, and then we went upstairs to look at the room. It was absolutely PERFECT, better than I had even hoped for.
My aunt gave me time for a break in the reception room for a little while while the prereception was going on downstairs. I got to sit for 10 minutes and read Pride and Prejudice! She got some photos of that and gave me a back rub! Darling Husband was having a great time downstairs and I don’t think he knew where I was! It was good to get a break.
We went downstairs again, got everybody upstairs then my sister and DH’s two best men entered followed by our formal entrance. We then took A LOT of photos on the dance floor, because we didn’t get to do them outside.
My cousin did a GREAT job as MC, and his talks & the speeches made us all laugh and cry. The food was incredible and everyone loved it I think. Pretty much everybody came up close to look at the cake and the cake topper (the joker, Jane Austen and a porcelain Cavalier King Charles Spaniel to represent our furbaby).
We started our first dance then the music stopped about 30 seconds in. A few people piped up and sang for us (different songs) and then they got it working again.
For the father-daughter dance, we had the song Cinderella by Steven Curtis Chapman (thanks hive for introducing it to me!) and I really wanted this photo of my Dad and I, taken when I was about 2, ball dancing in the living room. I was in a tutu and a sparkly scarf/sash. In the album my Mum had labelled it ‘Cinderella and her prince at the ball’. I had scanned the photo including the label and really wanted it to be up during our dance. There was concern about getting the photo to work but it did!
There was a bit of trouble with the music but we got it fixed pretty quickly! The night flew by and we had a big circle so we could say goodbye to everyone individually.
We had a wonderful night’s stay in a gorgeous hotel room – the generous gift of my sister & her partner.
I will post more photos when I get them! I will also say that, despite my serious issues with my weight, I didn’t feel it at all on the day – a combination of my amazing dress and marrying the love of my life!