How did you make your parents feel special before (and on) your wedding day?
Before our wedding day we tried to ask them for input and we accepted their help when it was offered. My mother in law took over the gift bags for the hotel rooms and did an awesome job. My mom handmade all of our invitations and took care of the printing and assembling. On the wedding day, we got ready with my parents in their hotel suite and my father walked me down the aisle.
What would your advice me to the family members of the bride?
Just go with it. I was surprisingly chill and honestly went with the flow better than I ever have in my entire life. I dunno why, or what caused it because I tend to be a bit type A, but it worked for me. The only thing my family had to endure was incessant phone calls. I called my mom no less than 3 times a day to ask her opinion about my decisions and I frequently emailed her pictures of things I thought were "cute" or wanted to try for ourselves. I appreciate that she never cut me off, nor did she remind me that she had other things going on in her life.
How did you balance the expectations and wants of your families with what you wanted?
Well, my mother was my coplanner- she's crafty, she's artistic, she's talented, and she's efficient so she helped me out a lot. Whenever I came up with a crazy idea, she'd shoot me down and I was okay with that (she's to the point, like me). She honestly made no demands for the entire wedding aside from hiring the DJ that she wanted and she preferred no kids at the wedding which I was totally in agreement with (aside from our flower girl of course).
I'd say more so than anyone, my darling husband was the most demanding family member. I was one of those girls that envisioned her wedding well before it took place. My dream wedding was on a beach in the fall. I'd be barefoot, the guys would wear khakis/flip flops and we'd have a bonfire and clambake with those gorgeous blue lobster pots and red checkered table clothes.
Don't get me wrong, my wedding was amazing. It was everything I never knew I wanted. It just wasn't what I had been envisioning. Because John is catholic, getting married outside of a church wasn't an option (so my dream ceremony outside was a no go). That was a family/personal demand that I just had to agree to if I wanted to marry my husband--- and of course my marriage came before any party/celebration/location. I can't remember why but for some reason the tuxes were non-negotiable too.
It turns out that my dream wedding was not only a clambake on the beach, but it was also a gorgeous, fancy pants hotel reception.
Those are my parents. Clearly they were excited! Aren't they cute?
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