Part 2
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~ The Wedding ~~
On the morning of my wedding I again stressed myself unnecessarily when at 6 am we received a phone call from the ranger in charge of the park at which our wedding was being held. He informed me that there were vandals in the park during the night and unfortunately they had completely destroyed the large marque we had hired to accommodate our reception. They were more than destructive, they had spelled out two rude words with the remnants on the ground...........Imagine if you will a 19 week pregnant bride being told all this at 6 am with the ceremony due to start at 11 am. All I could think was that there was no marque and therefore no reception so there would be no wedding..........I panicked. After around 30 minutes of me running around as if the sky was falling down, my maid of honour and bridesmaid (who is also my sister-in-law) arrived. They managed to calm me down just in time to leave for the hairdresser's :) With us out of the way my stepfather, acting in his ever naturally cool and calm self, arranged for a new marque to be erected immediately. The rest of the day went perfectly, aside from starting the ceremony an hour late due to a misunderstanding between my Mother and Grandmother over the start time after the mornings problems. The day was even more beautiful than I had imagined it would be. The sun shone brightly all day and there was not a cloud in the sky. All my dreams had come true and I was the happiest person in the world. By just after 2.30 p.m. when we finally sat down for 'lunch' , I began to feel a little faint. It had been a long day and being that I had just gotten into my dress that morning by breathing in, the time had come to change my outfit. Luckily my ever observing Mother had noticed how tight my dress was becoming and we had been to the shops and bought a 'leaving outfit' in anticipation :) The day went so quickly that and I am so very glad we had it video recorded from start to finish. Ah the finish........… As far as a traditional wedding goes we had pretty much broken most of the rules and leaving was no exception. Most newly weds are seen off by their guests in a vehicle loudly decorated by the best man and groomsmen. Not us! My stepfather who had organised and arranged all the equipment etc. and had been MC for the day had arrived early in the morning in our car. The plan being that we would leave in the car and he would go home with Mum. Well as the guests started to thin out and the bouquet had been thrown, my step dad began packing our car with the accessories he had brought in the morning. Before we knew it almost everyone had gone, the marque was being pulled down and there was my step dad about to leave in our car LOL. We managed to stop him and repossessed our car but not before reloading all his things into another car :) The next day we had a BBQ at my mother's so we could spend a little more time with all our rel's that had travelled to be with us. Again it was a great day filled with much discussion of my impending motherhood. After another long day we returned home to pack for our one week honeymoon for which we were due to leave for early the following morning. Our honeymoon was shorter than we planned. I was happy to be pregnant but disappointed that we weren't able to do all the summer activities available at the resort we stayed in and because of it Aaron became bored. So we decided to return home early where it was free to sit around watching movies and eating food :) We spent the last few day's of our honeymoon together at home. I am glad we did as during that week we spent more time than before talking about our baby, about who he would look like, how tall Aaron wished he would become (of course only if he WAS a boy!) what we would do together. We talking about our future as a family..........… The next few weeks were pretty normal with the Kicky Kid being regularly active, quite often just as I was trying to get to sleep :) There were no noticeable changes in my pregnancy other than I was finally beginning to show, which for me was pretty exciting. Although I was nearly six months along, being just over 5 ft tall, a fairly small build but wide hips, I did not begin to show too obviously (unless you knew me or saw me in certain clothes) until just after the wedding. It was as if our baby had waited just for that, just for me so that I would just still fit in my dress! I was proud to say I was pregnant and wished I had shown more but at the time I was glad that I didn't look too pregnant at our wedding.
Part 3 - It's not time
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