There are plenty of women that will tell you their wedding day was something they dreamt about since they were little girls. That was never really the case for me. Sure, I always wanted to get married and hoped it would one day happen, but that was about as far as my wedding dreams and aspirations went.
I almost wish that I had a clear vision in my head when the process had started. It would have given me the ability to know exactly what I wanted, but at the same time could have caused a lot of heartache when things didn’t go according to my dreams. I could bore you to death with all of the minute details and planning, but everyone knows that weddings can be very time consuming, and expensive. Of course they don’t need to be that way, but that was the route my husband and I decided to take. Giving ourselves about a year and a half to plan it all certainly helped.
When the day came, 9.10.11, I couldn’t believe it. Even while my bridesmaids and I were getting ready in my suite that morning, I felt like I was watching just another bridal show (yes, I’m guilty of watching them ALL). It wasn’t until I was downstairs in the lobby, about to see my husband for the first time that I realized it was MY wedding. After about 5 hours of getting ready, it was finally time to bite the bullet and carry on with the day that we had spent hours planning.
My mom, my sister and I just about ready!
The moment I saw Andy from behind, I thought my heart was going to explode from my chest. We had decided right away to take as many pictures before the wedding as we could in order to enjoy cocktail hour and the rest of our night. It was the best decision for us – there is no way I would have been able to walk down the aisle in one piece if that was the first time seeing Andy. Keep in mind, I’m not an emotional person, but the day as a whole was just so overwhelming. After finally seeing Andy, I felt like I could breathe… Until it was time to walk down the aisle.
By the time I got to Andy, my cheeks hurt from smiling, and I was trying as hard as I could to fight back tears. The first thing he said to me was “I think I’m going to cry!” in which I promptly told him not to, because then I definitely would have. After wonderful words from our good friend Rob, we were officially husband and wife, and it was party time. The next few hours flew by, and before I knew it, we were saying goodbye to our guests.
There really isn’t a cohesive way I can get all of my feelings from that day down on paper. After being married for just over a week now, I can’t believe how smoothly the entire day went. Aside from our limo being about 15 minutes late to get us from the hotel to the venue, everything was perfect. I may be a a little biased, but it certainly was the best day of my life.
Stay tuned for a closer look at the food (specifically the delicious cupcakes) and of course the honeymoon!
I love your dress & yellow flowers!
Thank you! I loved yours as well :)
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