Six years (and two kids) out from my wedding, the whole day kind of seems like a blur. (Possibly because of the two kids. Mom brain is REAL.) I don’t remember my mom zipping my dress—although that happened, I have the photo!—or even our first as-husband-and-wife kiss. Here are the four weird things I really do remember.
1. All the pre-wedding stuff. Someone recently said to me, “Having a wedding isn’t really about the DAY. It’s about all the days leading up to THE day.” I couldn’t agree more. I remember rounding up my friends to help make paper wedding flowers and my friend Betsey trying to shove me in a dryer during my bachelorette weekend. (Long story.) And I remember wedding dress shopping and visiting 2,000 venues and the day my friend Leslie and I spent 20 hours straight making 200 mini jars of lemon preserves as wedding favors—and broke her in-laws’ stove in the process.
2. Everything that went wrong. We forgot our vows during the ceremony (yikes!) and the venue temporarily lost half of our seating cards. Neither proved to be a disaster—a groomsman made a mad dash for the vows and the seating cards eventually turned up—but I very clearly remember both mini fiascos unfolding. (And guests asking, “Do you remember what table you seated me at?" (No! There are 196 of you!))
3. Awkward conversations with guests. I’m sure people told me I looked happy and beautiful and the party was a blast {Right? You said all that stuff guys, right? } but I don’t remember any of it. I do remember one of Rory’s relatives asking for my branch-by-branch family tree so he could merge the two and another talking about how sad it was that I (*I*!) didn’t invite her kids to the wedding.
4. The “forced” take-it-all-in moments. Everyone tells you to “take a minute to step aside and take it all in.” I didn’t think I’d need to force those moments, but I very clearly remember the times we did step aside and separate ourselves from the crowd to just, well, take it all in.
Already married girls: What do you remember about your wedding?