The Yorkshire Italian Wedding Report
So we've been married almost 2 months now it's probably about time I did my report.
Most people reading this will have followed my planning thread, but for those that didn't i'll keep it simple - we met in 2010, got engaged Christmas day 2012 and Married 27th September 2014. My 'Husband' (still getting used to saying that) was born to Italian parents but lives in England - we're both from Yorkshire and I always dreamt of a big white wedding in the countryside - so that's exactly what happened.
So.... where to begin...
I finished work on Tuesday 23rd September and had 3 whole days to finalise bits & bobs, pack for honeymoon, get my nails done & pick my dress up. Those days flew by !
Friday was a nice steady morning, we packed the car up and met my parents at the venue around 1ish, we unloaded both cars and set up the sweet table, dropped off wine & champers, set up our gift table, I think we were only there an hour and a half tops, then it was onto my parents.
We always said we wanted to be traditional and spend the eve apart so he had a meal with the guys sorted & I had one with the girls, so around 3pm we said a teary goodbye & i'll see you tomorrow at the alter type thing.
Dad drove husband to the hotel with half of the suits and me & mum went off to the church to decorate the pew ends & arrange some flowers for the alter (a subtle hint from the church warden)
Time flew at the church and I was getting phone calls from all sorts of ppl, yet I had no time for chit chat....I think I had an hour at home to turn myself around before going out for the meal - I was starting to feel a tad on edge as time was flying by.
Had a lovely meal out and was in bed for 12.15 as was conscious I wouldn't sleep much and wanted to at least try and give myself a head start - yep that didn't work at all.
I don't think I slept at all, at the most I dropped off in half hour spurts - I remember checking the time on my phone every hour and I think I dropped off somewhere between 3.45 & 5am - this of course panicked me as I thought I've had no sleep (but I didn't need to worry as I wasn't the slightest bit tired all day)
So I'm awake at 5am and I can hear the shower going - must be SIL
I look outside and it was bright with a haze over the fields - this is good news as once the haze lifts I knew it would be a sunny day, and it was
I open my card from h2b and he'd also written me a poem and bound it, it was personal to me and I completely welled up - then i'm off into the shower and its roughly 5.30/6am ish by now.
I can't quite remember what happened over the next hour other than having a coffee and the bridesmaid hairdresser arriving - so My SIL was in the chair first & then my cousin arrived around 7.15 but the rest of my bm's were late but I was calm & it was fine as BM hairdresser was sorting my cousin out, plus at this point I was sat having my own hair & makeup done.
My parents house became a mad house , 1 bride, 6 bridesmaids, my mum & dad, my brother, 2 videographers, 2 hairdressers, 2 photographers & flower person happened over the morning, and yet I was really calm.
My hair & mau said I was the calmest bride she'd ever dealt with, I was fairly calm but on the inside I had this nervous excited feeling going on for sure.
The morning seemed to go steady away but the last hour flew by, I'd been getting prepped downstairs all morning but went upstairs to where my dress was hanging to finish off my hair/makeup as didn't want the girls to see my tiara being fitted - I wanted them to see me complete.
It was nice to have the last hour upstairs just me & the hair/mau to be honest as there were just too