Has anyone o
else been having really vivid wedding nightmares?
Thought a post where we could share them might be useful to make us feel less alone.
I had a nightmare last night that we arrived at the venue on the morning of the wedding and as we were walking in I realised I didn't have my wedding shoes (I am totally unorganised in most aspects of my life so forgetting something is a massive worry) they then made me sit in a side room while someone went all the way home to get my shoes.
While I was sat in this side room/ bar area there was my Mum sat in a normal height chair on one side of me and then me on a bar stool and my MIL to be on a bar stool on my other side. My Mum was asking me questions and I was answering her but she couldn't hear me because she is quite deaf and she was muttering saying I was being rude ignoring her, I was saying Mam you just can't hear me, then another group of wedding guests arrived in the room and I realised they had double booked our venue and another wedding was also happening that day. My mum started complaining to these guests about my MIL2B thinking that she was being discreet (like sometimes hard of people hearing are, when really they are being loud!) MIL2B was being really good and not saying anything back, she got offered a drink and said no and my mum was saying "oh first time for everything normally she's on a bottle of wine an hour" I ended up saying Mum if you say one more thing Im going to make Dad take you home.
finally my shoes arrived but they brought 3 pairs and none of them were my shoes, I picked the best of the 3 but they had "bridesmaid" stuck on them in glitter so my mum was trying to pick that off, I stood up in front of a full length mirror and realised I had the wrong dress on, it was dusky pink silky, off the shoulder long sleeved looked more like a bridesmaid dress and no make up, my hair looked awful she had made me look like I had a bald patch and comb over situation going on and really tight ringlets coming down in front of my eyes!!
I started crying to my Mum that I had the wrong dress on and she said "don't worry that one looks better anyway, your dress is far too tight, you look like you can't breathe in it" I was heartbroken.
next thing I'm at a church door about to walk in to the ceremony and then I woke up!
STRESS!
