What Came First, the Wedding or the Egg?

My daughter was born this past June. I got married this past April..... Yeah, there was a lot of bride walking down that aisle!
When my husband and I found out I was pregnant, initially, we were not going to get married until maybe a year after the baby was born. We loved each other very much and knew we wanted to get married, but it was just something that, at the time, neither of us wanted to hurry..... until the hormones kicked in.
My husband proposed to me at the beginning of February and after that I decided I wanted to have a small wedding before the baby was born. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that on the day my baby would be born, I wanted us to be husband and wife. It just felt right for me. That being said, it felt right for me. I can totally understand if you don't get married before the baby is born, or if you don't get married ever! You can do whatever feels right for you. Also, don't let family or friends butt in and tell you that you "need to get married." It's your decision and you know what you need to do. I will tell you, planning a wedding while being very pregnant with only two months for planning is very stressful.
I set the date for our wedding for the last Saturday in April. The next two months were very rough on me. My parents live on the East Coast, so I couldn't have my mom there to help with the planning. At the time, I was still getting to know my husband's parents, and we weren't really that close yet.
Fast forward two months to the week of the wedding. Every day I would check the weather for the weekend, and every day it said the same thing: RAIN! We were getting married outside in a rose garden!
I had arranged to have a flower arrangement done by the local florist to go over the archway of the gazebo. The Wednesday before the wedding the florist asked me to come in to make sure I liked the flowers they were using. When I went in to the flower shop, the girl at the desk had all these gorgeous white flowers set out and let me pick which ones I liked. I picked up a beautiful lilly and noticed a tag on the stem. I picked up other flowers and noticed tags on their stems, too. Then it hit me... They were using fake flowers. Now, when it comes to wedding planning, I admit that I am very green. But for the money I was paying, I really felt like I should be getting real flowers. I didn't think that was a ridiculous request. The girl told me that the good thing about having fake flowers was that I could put them in my house afterwards..... Great.......
So I nixed the idea and decided to do the arrangement myself, because I'm a glutton for punishment. I ordered twenty huge, real, white lilly heads for Saturday from the flower shop. I went to the craft store and bought some ivy and ribbon. I twisted the ivy and white ribbon together. On the day of the wedding, I picked up the flowers. I did my hair and make-up at the kitchen table of my house. I got my dress, which was very lovely, from Isabella Oliver, which is a really awesome, online maternity store. I couldn't handle heels at 7 months pregnant, so I bought silver flip flops from Target.
My husband and I were the first ones to get to the rose garden. I laid my ivy out and stuck each lilly head into it. My husband went out and hung the arrangement above the archway of where we would be married. Everyone (all 8 of our guests) wore white daisies on their lapels and I wore white daisies in my hair.
Oh yeah, the rain! Okay, so on the drive over to the rose garden it was raining. I was very nervous and very upset. I just sat there in silence on the ride over, thinking about how we would have to get married in the park bathrooms or something horrible like that. My husband thought I was being quiet because I was having second thoughts about the wedding! Anyway, as soon as we got to the park, it stopped raining and it didn't rain through the whole ceremony.
After the wedding, we went down to the arts district (the Short North) and had lunch at this great Asian fusion restaurant. The wedding cake was brought in from a little local bakery across the street from the restaurant. Everything was really nice and everything worked out well.
It definitely was not the wedding I had envisioned for myself, growing up. Actually, to be honest, I never really thought I would ever get married... or have kids. I guess, sometimes the things that you never even thought you wanted or would like, are the things that end up completing you. They help to make you that whole person. At least, that's what happened for me.