Hello, I'm Sophie.
I think I need to vent everything really so apologies.
I've been with my partner for nearly 8 years and the marriage thing (and babies) has been an issue with us for the last few years. I think marriage is really important and my partner, Steve, is scared of the day itself and doesn't really see the point (his parents don't have a perfect marriage). To cut a very long story short my Mum was diagnosed with terminal brain cancer in October. Obviously that is incredibly crap and I'm a mess about it. After discussions (and if I'm I'm honest, a leave me or marry me ultimatum) Steve and I got engaged last month so my Mum can see me get married. It's not the ideal way to get engaged but we're both 'sure' and although I did have to pressure on him it's not that he has any doubts about me, it's the day and the title that are scary to him.
Anyhow, we've booked a venue and a registrar for April. I'm not extremely girlie but I have kind of always wanted to spend a long time planning my/our perfect wedding and that's just not possible. I get stressed leaving things to the last minute which has forced me to just decide things quickly. For me, if I wasn't on a strict deadline then dress shopping would have been wonderful fun. I would have gone on a pre-shopping diet then gone to lots of different shops. Instead I went with my very tired Mum, sister, her screaming baby to a closing down sale and it just wasn't fun. For the second, and last shop that squeezed me in, my Mum was so tired and my nephew so grumpy that we put them both in the car to sleep in a carpark and my sister and I ran to the shop and I tried on 2 lovely dresses then discovered that they were above budget and I had to order it the next weekend if I wanted it in time. In the end I did get a dress I like (via preloved) but I feel like my whole wedding planning has been like the dress experience - rushed and probably not what I'd have picked if I had more time.
I'm just feeling a bit sorry for myself really which is silly as all that matters is that I am getting married and my Mum (fingers crossed) will be there. I just keep reading threads on here about perfect seating plans and worry over not sending out the invites yet and I just think "crap I haven't done that, when am I going to do that?!" I'm normally a bit fussy over these sorts of things so people would probably expect me to think of every little detail but it's just not achievable for me at the moment.
I'm being quite good at not letting people take over with their opinions. I have defended my plan to have cadburys creme eggs as favours (It's Easter and cheap) to a future MIL and grandmother-in-aw who got out all the favours from everyone's wedding from the display cabinet to show off. I think I may have even said she could put the egg in the cabinet . People are being nice (and offering to help) but I'm just not enjoying it and I know I would have if circumstances were different, so I'm feeling a bit hard done by and jealous really.
I'm worried the day will be a bit like xmas day - there was so much pressure on it being good as it may well have been the last xmas with my Mum, that I just had no fun. I'm not very good at just putting sad things to the side and carrying on. Things are crap so why pretend to be happy? I know I have a lot to be happy about but IMO I have more to feel crap about and I don't want to pretend everything is hunkydory.
What a self-indulgent message! Sorry people, but it's been therapeutic for me.
xx