Being Married: Post 1

Since returning from Christmas break, so many people have asked how the wedding was and how it has been being married so far. We celebrated our one month (well we didn't really celebrate it- so much as to notice the date) anniversary this week, and due to how many people have asked me that question, I figured I would try to explain it on here as best as I can. My hope is that even if no one reads this blog, I will at least be able to look back on these posts in the future and reminisce about the early days of our marriage and how I felt. Since we are also starting to plan our future (to include babies of course!), I think it will be so nice to re-read these posts 5, 10, 15 years from now to see how much has changed in our lives. I will break down the wedding and our marriage in a few consecutive posts, and I may even go backwards a little bit and talk about when we first met. This is our journey, our love story, and I am sorry to say , it is going to be out of order ;)-- but I promise you it will be a fun read. Enjoy and I hope you can follow my tangents!

Part I: Preparation for the Wedding

Jim and I were married on December 12, 2014-- why no one told me that the date  PROBABLY , DEFINITELY, wasn't the best choice for a wedding I am still not sure (j/k ;)--kinda). All I remember is thinking in the summer how far away the wedding was, and how I just wanted to speed up time. There were three weddings in my family last year: my sister's, my aunt's, and mine. In addition, Jim and I attended two other non-family weddings, and by the time fall came around, we were ready for ours! No matter how many people tell you that the planning really doesn't become intense until the month before the wedding, you still don't believe it until you are in it! Our biggest countdown to the wedding was not actually our wedding day, but Thanksgiving-- we knew once Thanksgiving hit, it was going to be full steam ahead for the wedding. Those two weeks from Thanksgiving to the wedding were a whirl-wind-- I hardly remember what I taught, I hardly remember what we did to prepare. And just like everyone always tells you, everything fell into place. Everything was set to go-place cards, favors (thanks to my family!), table names, memory table pictures, bridesmaids gifts, etc. If I am honest, I did not enjoy planning my wedding. Crazy, right? Isn't everyone supposed to love every minute of planning? Choosing all of the details? Getting all creative? Not me! I just wanted to be married to Jim-- sure I cared that my flowers went well with my dress and my bridesmaids dresses, but the specific flowers? That's why I had a florist! Well-- my uncle did my flowers-- but you get the point. Did I care about what my cake looked like? Not really-- I chose the simplest pattern, and had everyone especially Jim ask me if I was really sure that is what I wanted. Did I care what color the napkins were? No! All I cared about was that on December 12, I would marry my best friend, my partner in life, the guy who always has it all together, the guy that can calm me down when I start getting stressed. I am not saying that the details aren't important, or that if you like planning all of the details than you are missing the "bigger picture," all I am saying is that for me, the best moment of the day would be reaching him and seeing him at the altar.