I haven’t contributed to Karin’s Flashback Friday for a while. Having E at home as well as the baby during the holidays doesn’t leave much time for reflection as you can probably tell from the brevity of my blog posts over the last few weeks. Today, however, is a bit different. Today demands at least a brief moment of nostalgia because it is my fifth wedding anniversary.
So here is what I was doing almost exactly five years ago, post-ceremony and pre-food, about 2ish, the obligatory photo session. Predictably, I’m the one in the white. My sister and the daughter of a family friend are bridesmaids. My parents and little bro are on the right, hub’s parents and sister are on the left. You can also just see fellow blogger Mum of One maintaining her anonymity behind my mother in laws hat. She’s sneaky like that.
Best day of my life? Hell no! I don’t really understand people who say it was. I’m not a huge fan of being the centre of attention and the whole thing was quite stressful but it was a lovely day and we did have a great time. I won’t bore you with a full run down of the day but some of the bits that I remember vividly are:
- My sister getting distracted and leaving her hair removal cream on her legs for too long resulting in some minor chemical burns while we were getting ready.
- My mother (who always blubs like a baby at anything remotely emotional) doing her best to control herself as I came down the aisle but, just as I came level with her, letting out an enormous snorty sob type thing that was so loud it actually made me jump.
- One of our ushers getting a little bit merry and referring to my cousin as ‘the fit one’ all evening.
- Attempting to go to the toilet while wearing my dress. It didn’t seem so big in the shop surrounded by all the massive meringue type dresses but in a cubicle it’s another story.
It doesn’t seem like it could be five years ago but since then we’ve sold up and moved from Cardiff to Birmingham, started new jobs, got pregnant, bought and renovated (mostly) another house, had E, figured out this parenting lark (sort of), got promoted, fallen out (quite a few times), made up (luckily the exact same number of times) and had T so I guess we’ve found ways to fill the time. I wonder if the next five years will be as eventful.