Wedding planning hasn’t really been that enjoyable for me if we’re going to be honest here. I’m 90% sure this is because I take on so much. This is also why my word for the year is balance!
Sure, finding a dress that makes me feel beautiful in, having a ‘parentachlorette‘ party and shopping for the boys has been fun but it’s been stressful.
I work full-time and that job has been pretty demanding the last few years. While being bogged down in corporate life I also blog here, film for my YouTube channel, film weddings and events, run an Etsy shop and am a mom. All these things outside of work is where my passion lies. I wake up early or stay up late to edit, to write, and to create. If a wedding email comes in at 9pm I automatically become ‘too tired’ and pretend I can’t be bothered to respond. Call it a copping mechanism but I’m a procrastinator to the fullest when it comes to this wedding planning business. This is no surprise if you follow my Snapchats (@eastwillowgrove) as I speak out this frequently!
Wedding planning has been more of a chore. Ticks on a to-do list that I always dread pulling out. Phone calls and emails I feel are never ending and the money, the money! I keep telling myself we are spending it wisely and I know when I’m on the beach with a Mai Tai in hand I will believe it, but for now, I keep questioning myself.
This is the reason why I wanted a destination wedding though. I wanted to relish in a feeling of bliss with my family and friends for a week. To feel like the money was well spent, the phone calls and emails paid off and that to-do list was done, finished, completed.
My brain is filled with so much wedding planning I feel lost in the midst of it all. If pictures and video didn’t mean everything to me I would probably walk down the isle bare foot in my favorite sweats eating candy with the boys, drinking a cocktail and smiling at Jerek. I’m ready for these next 10 days to fly by. I’m ready to shoot travel diary videos I’ve been dreaming about, to be on our first ever family vacation all four of us and to say ‘I still do’ to Jerek.
T-MINUS 13 DAYS!