something awesome, something blue, and some bummers too

something awesome, something blue…

wedding dress shopping was this past weekend.

i was nervous. my mom and joe’s mom and joe’s sister were coming into town, and not only were we going to be going dress shopping together, and i was worried that everyone was going to expect me to find the perfect dress while they were there, but my family and his were meeting each other for the first time. eek! would everyone get along?

i shouldn’t have worried. everyone was amazing with each other, chatting and talking away and having a great time. i loved it :) seeing everyone together in one room (minus the dads, of course) was a really great vision of what things would be like in the future.

for the wedding dress shopping, it was joe, joe’s mom and one of joe’s sisters, and me, my mom and my sister (via FaceTime in Orlando, since she’s 8 months pregnant!)

It was so low stress. we had this big room all to ourselves and the employee Callan who helped us was so sweet and fun, helping me try on all the dresses. everyone was pretty much on the same page about what we liked and what we didn’t, and we ended up picking a sleek, icy blue number that is totally perfect. it was so great to find a dress at the first place we went, and all together and having everyone come out and show their support for joe and i and this big step we’re taking was awesome.

…and some bummers too

what hasn’t been awesome has been the way i’ve handled the stress of planning a wedding so far.

first there was discovering that just because joe and i wanted a casual wedding, it didn’t mean that it was going to be inexpensive. then there was me freaking out at joe when he offered to help look for photographers. then, there was a complete meltdown about all things wedding planning, and for whatever reason, i was specifically very worried about the chairs — “how will we get them from the ceremony to the reception!? WAH!!! (joe has since taken me off chair duty.) And then, most worrying, every time people have tried to make suggestions that i’m not 100% on board with or provide feedback that is constructive or try to help with planning, I act like a jerk. Sometimes I cry, sometimes I get mad, sometimes I just deal with things in a very non-graceful kind of way that makes the other person feel bad. and almost immediately after that, i go into a shame spiral for being such a jerk.

my sister warned me there would be things that i would lose my mind about, things that I would cry over for no good reason except that planning a wedding is a stressful business and there is a lot to manage. but for whatever reason, i kind of thought me and my casual wedding would be immune.

Psh.

so, this week, i am starting to make a conscious effort to stop being such a freak show by doing the following two things:

#1 – i am recommitting to meditating. it’s not lost on me that the moment I stopped meditating every day, i started having panic attacks again, and that my happy to furious switch flips faster than ever these days. meditation is key, and since nepal, i’ve stopped making it a priority. time to start getting back to it again!

#2 – i am reminding myself that as fun as the wedding will be, and as wonderful it will be to have everyone come together to celebrate in joe and my’s honor, it’s really not about the wedding at all. in the end, the details don’t matter — where the rehearsal dinner is, or the color of the flowers, or whether or not we have circular or square tables makes no. freaking. difference. what matters is joe and me and the fact that after that day, we’re going to be married. when i start to lose it, my job is to remind myself: it’s the marriage that matters.

hopefully, doing these two things will help me put bridezilla aside and be happy go lucky me again. if you have any of your own anti-bridezilla suggestions, feel free to shout them out all. i promise i won’t freak out at you ;)

 

 

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