"Last minute details, the wedding's next week." After a trip to the doctor and a week of cooking time everything is back on track with our lives and Shawn and I are ready to get married. He's been talking about it for a while and I'm so excited about this dress. "Do you think he'll like this one?" I wanted to go with all of my friends, but because of what's happened these past few weeks I decided to make it intimate. I'm going bridesmaids dress shopping in a couple of hours. "I still have the other option," it's just mine and Shawn's moms, I want them to feel as included as possible. Shawn's walking down the isle with his mom, and both my mom and my dad are walking me down the isle.
"I think he'll love it," his mom smiles nearly in tears at me appearance.
"I think we keep trying." My mom nods almost disappointed. I won't wear her dress because it doesn't go with our theme. My dress isn't the traditional white dress, the ones I've looked at are all purple, we're marrying in the spring and I thought it added to the theme. With all of the flowers blooming, and beautiful colours everywhere I thought the purple was great, Shawn said I could do whatever I want. As long as I match his white suite. He said one of us should look like a traditional bride.
"I really like this one," I smile while the lady that's been helping walks back. I found more of the type you requested in the same colour, some are a little lighter." She nods walking back. "That's gorgeous," She smiles at me completely in awe.
"We'd like to see the other options." My mom nods. I step down entering the change room, it's large and lined with the dresses I've tried, one side is the dresses I didn't like and the other is the one other option I have but this is the one I want.
"Hi babe," Shawn smiles into the phone, he's got to bond more with Noah. I've started letting them hang out more and he's gotten happier continuously.
"Hi," I mumble into the phone, I don't wanna cry but this is stressing me out loads. I don't know what to do about it, I want to make my mom happy but it's also my wedding and it's supposed to be about me.
"What's wrong? You sound so sad." He pouts, I can hear our baby boy furiously sucking his soother and Skylar in the background calling her tea party in session. I wish I was there to have a tea party with her.
"My mom doesn't like the dress, but this is the one," I plead almost. "And I know I'm making a big deal out of nothing,"
"It's not nothing, it's our wedding day. My bride can't show up looking like a bum." He teases and I chuckle.
"We just need to learn to live life on the wild side. We're gonna have a good day, and you're going to buy whichever dress you think is the right dress, and then you're gonna buy shoes and a purse that go with it. And because your so sad you can buy another outfit to go with the new shoes and the purse that you got."
"I don't need all of that." I chuckle. "I'm spoiled enough."
"I will never spoil you enough." He hums kissing our boys head, I can hear him. "Pick whichever one makes you feel like a princess, and if it makes you look a little bit like one too, it'll be a big win." He giggles.
"You keep me sane," I hum, I haven't been doing my part. No matter how bad it got for him though he was always there for me. I drove him to the edge, I almost drove him to the edge and nothing feels worse that having that on my conscience. I love him to death and I'm doing everything now to show him.
