I have two handsome sons. In
December 2015 January 2016, I will finally get a daughter!
No, this isn’t the longest pregnancy in the history of womankind. It doesn’t involve childbirth at ALL.
My youngest son is getting married.
I love my new daughter-to-be. Besides making my son happy (which is important to Mama Bear), she’s a wonderful person.
Everyone who knows me has heard me loudly give thanks that I had two boys. Dodging the epic drama caused by residing in proximity to a teenage girl is reason enough. Not that all drama was dodged – have you met my youngest son? – but it was nothing compared to what a daughter would have brought home.
Now, however, I’m ready to have a daughter (or two, if only my other son would pop the question to his long-time girlfriend). There are so many things to share with a daughter that sons don’t care about.
You know what I mean, right? Things like:
- Home décor
- Color schemes
- Holiday planning
- Discussion of many topics
What’s even more humbling for me is: she wants to include me in the wedding planning process.
I love weddings. I think every wedding should be unique and reflect the personalities and values of the couple being united.
My own wedding was a fiasco, of sorts. Well, not the actual wedding, although it wouldn’t be a wedding if there weren’t a few unexpected occurrences. It was the planning phase of my wedding that caused more fallout than a nuclear blast.
It’s not worth rehashing. Suffice it to say, I decided right then that I was NOT GOING TO BE THAT MOTHER. If asked, I would offer my opinion, but my financial aid would not be contingent upon getting me way.
Whose wedding is it anyway?
It’s not my wedding. It is my son and daughter’s (*smiling just saying this*) special day. It should be where they want, including who they ask. Decorations, attire, food choices and anything else should be their choice.
Later this month, I get to go on the first wedding dress shopping trip. I’m so honored to be asked to join in with her mom and girlfriends.
Now, to practice buttoning my lip and seasoning my opinions with grace…
Do you have sons or daughters? Any wedding stories you want to share?