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MY DAUGHTERS WEDDING

           PART 2.

 

(You might want a hanky ready– The ED)

As the ‘big day’ loomed ever closer and the lists got shorter I did try to get as much rest as I could as we all knew the fortnight leading up to the wedding would be busy, busy, busy and BOY was it! Because of the strict planning we were on top of everything easily, again Amy doing a lot of the things needed. We had a show of presents one weekend before the wedding. Old fashioned I know, but I think it is a nice idea to show family and friends the lovely gifts that people had thoughtfully given. All the cakes for the tea were bought from local bakers ( my husbands shop!!) and shop bought biscuits making the occasion as easy as possible. The bridesmaids, Zoe and Lauren did all the entertaining. Alastair, by the way, escaped for the day!. Yes I was shattered and most people would have thought it a silly thing to put

myself through, but you only get one chance when you are hosting a wedding and I wanted to do it right and for once not let my illness get in the way. I can hear my husband saying ’pigheaded’ but I think sometimes you have to be pigheaded to cope and I kept thinking there would be plenty days to rest after the wedding.

 

On the eve of the wedding we had a beautician come to the house and we were all

pampered. I had a lovely Indian head massage which certainly took my mind off the eyebrow tweezing I had just had!!! Everything was set for the next day, all off to bed, keeping our fingers crossed the weather would be good.

 

We woke to a lovely dry day, the girls off early to Dumfries to get their hair done whilst I had a lovely long lie in followed by an enjoyable breakfast and a nice long shower. What a great way to ease into a busy day. (When I re-read that bit that’s the way I ease into every day.) Soup was made the day before and I had made up some sandwiches which were devoured by the girls on their return from the hair dressers. Next to arrive was the beautician for myself and Amy, the other two were confident about doing their own. What a difference make-up makes and it was nice to see ourselves being transformed. The only thing left was to get Amy into her dress.

 

We were all ready, dressed in our finery, the cars had arrived and we could all feel the knot in our stomachs tighten and Amy started to cry. This was something we had not prepared ourselves for and hasten to add it started us all off!!. Of course there was no time to sort ourselves out and say all the things you want to say to your daughter before you leave because we were running late. We all sniffed our