Gosh! It’s all getting a bit “real” here at Make, Do and Push! Towers… We can now say that we’re getting married next week. That’s right folks: we’re getting married next week. A mere twelve days away. This is a fact that is both terrifying and amazing in equal measures.
Do I feel ready? Yes, this week I do. It’s just cosmetics from here on out. My table plan is coming along beautifully (I can’t wait to share that with you all – I’m rather proud of it), and I have to confirm with the printers tomorrow that the Order of Service is good to go ahead. I’m glad that I’ve finally finished that, as it was one of those arduous tasks…
Today I had my fringe chopped so I can see who I’m marrying, and I have a schedule for waxes, hair dyes and general beautification for the next twelve days.
|Wedding fringe… don’t fret – the caterpillars above my eyes are being tamed on Friday!|
This evening I feel completely mentally, physically and emotionally shattered (thank you three hours sleep and a 6.30am toddler alarm…) so I’m here on the sofa, sipping bubbles and writing to you all. It feels good to sit down with the laptop and write – I feel like I’ve been chasing my tail for the past few months; constantly making, constantly doing, constantly pushing myself. I’m not very good at stopping nor, as it turns out, delegating.
I must admit that the thought of being married, of being a “wife” is a surreal one. Nick and I have been engaged for over two years now – this wedding has been a long time coming, and it has definitely had its fair share of frustrations, so for it to actually be within a time frame as short as two weeks feels utterly bizarre. It wasn’t until we attended the “Marriage in Mind” course at the Church that I quite understood how much I wanted to be Nick’s wife, and what it really meant to be married. Neither of us are religious, but the spiritual sentiment behind the religious ceremony is something we both believe in. Without getting too cheesy here – I love that man and I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with him! I reckon he’s a keeper!
So what am I most looking forward to on our wedding day?
Well, obviously seeing lots of people we haven’t seen for ages, the food, working with our amazing wedding photographer again, the bubbles, the night of guaranteed sleep that follows the wedding… the honeymoon! However, my favourite part of a wedding is catching the Groom’s face when he sees his Bride for the first time. Everyone else is staring at the Bride, but I like to watch the Groom. The pure elation that flashes across his eyes, the wonderment and awe of his beautiful wife-to-be, the small hints of nervousness that are portrayed by a bead of sweat or a tremor of the hand.
This time around.
The next wedding I attend.
It’s going to be my Groom.
Staring at me.
I can’t wait to see his reaction;
To watch him.
To smile at him.
To reassure him.
To let him know that soon.
We can eat all the cheese at the Reception.