The wedding went off without a hitch (except that….two people got hitched). The day was beautiful, the weather was great for an outdoor ceremony and reception, the bride looked amazing and I’m sure the photos will be beautiful.
Everything would have been perfect, except the fertility specialist has started me on a new medication and doesn’t want me drinking any alcohol at the moment. That made toasting the bride and groom a little awkward!
Oh and Doug acted as the MC at the ceremony and reception but nearly didn’t show up on time. He had to give a semen sample in the morning in the city before heading to the wedding venue (about a two hour drive into the countryside). The clinic was running late and traffic was bad and he only just made it by the skin of his teeth.
It’s been super hard not to tell our families what we are doing. We just aren’t ready to discuss it with them yet, but I’d sure like a good excuse for why I’m not drinking. I think a few of the great aunts and grandmas assume I’m pregnant now they’ve seen me toasting the bride and groom with orange juice and that’s the last thing I need. Nothing worse than the old “so when will you be starting a family?” questions when you’ve been trying hard to start a family and having lots of trouble!
We’re going to see the specialist again in a week and I’ll let you know how all our test results go. I’m so nervous and anxious and can’t believe we have to wait so long. This year has dragged on. Can’t believe it’s October already.
I’ve included a photo below of the wedding reception (before the people arrived…obviously). Isn’t it gorgeous! It was held at an amazing little venue in the countryside, and my sister-in-law went with a vintage theme.