That’s right! Over a month ago, the Joker and I tied the knot!
Sorry it’s taken me so long to finally announce it, but I wanted to wait until I had pictures from the photographer. That way I had pictures to show of everything I was talking about. It was the best day of my life, and I can’t wait to tell everyone all about it!
And now that I’ve got the pictures, I’ll start with recaps!
The day of the wedding started really early for me. The wedding started right at noon (we’ll get into the reasons why later), so everyone in the bridal party had to be at the church at ten. Mommy Orchid found a hair dresser, who was willing to do my hair at the church, as well as for the maid of honor, Princess Repunzel. So, the three of us had to meet at the church at 7:30 a.m. Needless to say, sleep didn’t really happen for me the night before. Not for long at least. On a sidenote, I will say I had been told not to expect to get much sleep the night before my wedding due to nerves. But I have to admit, even though I got to bed super late, once I did get to bed, I slept like a baby.
Once I got to the church, I helped Mommy Orchid with some final decorating touches in the sanctuary while Repunzel got her hair done. And finally, it was my turn.
My hair with my Orchid fascinator I made myself! It was a hair clip, an Orchid bud, the same silver pearls in the bouquets, some purple ribbon and some hot glue! So easy!
After this, I did my makeup, and Princess Repunzel helped me into my dress.
Repunzel buttoned my dress up for me. I look bored because there were a LOT of buttons.
After I was dressed, we played the waiting game. The Joker’s family was taking their pictures. When they were finished, the Joker and I were going to get to see each other privately for a moment. It would be the first time he would see me in my wedding dress, and the last time we would see each other alone before we got married. I got more and more nervous with each passing second as I waited to be escorted into the sanctuary.
So, September 15th has come and gone. Everyone kept asking me during the wedding if I was sad or happy that its all over with and at the time I didn’t feel either way. I was happy to be married and what would come in the my future with my husband. I am always meeting new people through MG Bear and I was happy that now he could introduce me as his wife. I definitely wasn’t sad because to be honest a week before the wedding, I was completely over the whole wedding planning thing.
Well, we got back from our mini-honeymoon, and I went bed that night and cried like a baby. MG Bear tried to comfort me and tell me there was so much more to be excited for, which I know, but I tried to describe it all as being similar to post-partum when someone has a baby. All the planning that’s done for a year (or more for some) is all over with and so many brides are left with the, “Now what?” feeling.
I went to Social Security to change my name and got emotional all over again. I’ve been known for so long by my maiden name (everyone called me by my last name) that thinking about no longer being Morning Glory Bud and now being Morning Glory Blossom hit me pretty hard. I felt like I was losing my identity, so to speak. After talking to my cousin, she went through the same thing and said it was a completely normal feeling. I ended up comprimising and making my maiden name my middle name, which didn’t make my mom happy. I’m more attached to my maiden name than I was to my middle name, so I did what made my feel comfortable!
I am now Morning Glory Bud Blossom, if the reference makes sense to you all! It made me feel like I was able to maintain my identity while still embracing my husband’s last name!
What are your plans for changing your name? Have you gotten emotional about it? Tell me I’m not the only one!
I started writing for Bridal Buds way back in January of 2010. I chronicled a journey of wedding plans, hassles, projects and finally showed you photographic evidence that the Lilacs had indeed tied the knot in more than 125 posts. I also shared with you the beginning trials of our marriage. I had planned to share thoughts looking back at our engagement, wedding and now a whole year of marriage. But life has done what it does best, it takes you forward into your future and often doesn’t leave time for writing about it.
I have recently abandoned drafts on some pretty important topics, so let me share just a few thoughts with you before I say a not-so-final goodbye.
Life changes when you decide to share it completely with another person. You become a different person, whether or not you change your name, you get a shared identity. It can be stressful, but when you’ve tied your life to the life of an amazing man, it’s wonderful.
You make adjustments. We didn’t live together before we got married, so not only did combine our things, we combined our lifestyles and learned how to share in a much bigger way than you did in preschool. Shopping lists, finances, home decorating and traditions merge together with some bumps along the way. The way they all come together is what gives your new family a unique identity.
For one reason or another, I have always just assumed that I would personally know the pastor that would stand before God and pronounce me married to the man of my dreams. However, when Freesia Dude proposed we had only recently found what I would call our “church home”. I felt immediately at home there but had not gotten to know many of the members yet and had not met the pastor. So after our engagement we decided that we would ask the Elders of our church if any of them might be able to marry us. The day we decided to do this, we met Paul, one of the pastor’s at our church. We learned that he often does weddings and is usually the go-to guy for pre-marital counseling. It turned out he was our guy and we set a date to meet with him for lunch to discuss more.
To back up a bit, Freesia Dude and I had been dating for about 4 years when we got engaged. About 3 years into it, we moved in together. I had resisted this decision earlier on, as I had grown up knowing I would not move in until married. When we made the decision to move in together, we did not take it lightly, especially since I knew my parents would not be fond of the idea. We lived together for almost exactly a year when we got engaged, and met Paul soon thereafter. During our first lunch with Paul he learned that we were currently living together, and God decided to rock our world a little bit.
As I mentioned, I had grown up believing that living together before marriage was a bad idea, though I realized that I was not very certain of the reasons why. This may sound a bit silly, but I had not spent much time contemplating why this was a bad decision past that it was simply “wrong”! It was against what I believed in and thus I would not do it. This held up great until I hit the real world of paying rent and being in a committed relationship. In the case that anyone else might have been, or be, in a similar situation, Paul reminded Freesia Dud and I of the reasons why a couple should not live together until married (firmly, but completely without judging us, this was truly God’s doing…not to discredit Paul’s skills!) and requested that, if possible, we move apart until we get married.
The year, months, weeks and then days leading up to our wedding honestly flew by so fast, I didn’t think I could ever lose time that quickly again. In a way it all seems like a distant blur, far back in my memory, yet somehow it also feels like just yesterday. In fact, our wedding was 6 months ago. That’s a whopping 183 “yesterdays” to be precise! That’s right, Periwinkle Dude and I have made it to the 6-month mark, woohoo! I know that’s no sweat to you old pros out there, but hey, we’re infants in the world of marriage… this is a milestone for us! When Periwinkle Dude and I married, we promised to love each other through all kinds of ups and downs, which comes in handy because we have already faced a few challenges in the past few months, and we’ve faced them together. And so for our 6 month anniversary, I dedicate this beautiful song to my husband, the love of my life.
Hello world!I’m so excited to be a one of BridalBuds’ coveted Blossoms.I know poppies have a bad wrap, but as a California native, I just had to pick my state flower and represent the best state in the union!
I thought my first post should reveal something that really defines who I am, so here it is…I’m a klutz! Despite twenty years of dance, I am just plain awkward when it comes to real life.Luckily, I don’t take myself too seriously and try to enjoy my experiences, no matter how embarrassing they may be.
My hubby got a taste of my awkwardness on our first date where I had a HUGE piece of green sushi stuck in my front teeth the entire night. When I finally saw my reflection near the end of our date, I knew I had two options: I could pretend that it never happened even though I knew he knew and he knew I knew he knew, or I could just address it and move on.