Madly in love with my Husband Adam and proud Mama to our son Brodie James Basil & our rainbow, Ari Rupert. Here you will find me chasing happiness & surviving life after Baby loss.

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Mrs Carrick x

Monday, 15 August 2016

Post wedding blues

It has been three months now since I married my true love. Our day was absolutely beautiful and was everything we could have wished for and more. Our wedding lived up to my expectations. We married surrounded by all our friends and family and it was the fairly tale I had always dreamed about.

We planned our dream wedding for three years. In between the wedding planning we had Brodie and life was extremely exciting. In the space of a year I had experienced the two happiest days of my life and we shared them with everyone that mean the world to us.

The months, weeks and days leading up to our wedding were so stressful. There was a huge amount of drama, tears and in turn it effected my attitude towards the wedding. In all honesty I couldn't wait for it to be over.

I tried so hard not to let the wedding take over my life. But whether you have been planning for six months or three years. No matter how hard you try, the planning takes over. It becomes some kind of habit.  You are surrounded by people who constantly ask after your wedding every time you see them. You have constant phone calls and emails with wedding suppliers trying to organise your perfect day. Your diary becomes filled with hair and make up trials, dress fittings, meetings with the venue, meetings wth the photographers, the florists. Your whole life becomes about the wedding.

You become closer to your friends. You realise how lucky you are to be surrounded by the best bunch of people. For us, we became SO close to our friends. The kind words and help with the planning completely blew us away. We had the best stag and hen party's and random evenings at ours with our wedding party. We would always find some kind of reason to celebrate at the pub with dinner and drinks.

However it came and went in such a flash. And there I was left with nothing to look forward to, a thousand happy memories but I questioned what happens next?

I married young compared to most. At the grand age of 22 I was married to my best friend. I don't believe that age matters. We have been together 6 years, have a house, a child...getting married was the last thing on the list and everything that we wanted. Never did I expect to meet my childhood sweetheart at the age of 16 but having married so young I did wonder what we were going to do with our lives next.

Of course we had the most beautiful honeymoon. We flew off to Mauritius and it was the most luxury 10 days away. I am so, so glad we had the honeymoon booked as it gave us the chance to spend some time together as newlyweds away from the rest of the world. However, I can clearly remember sitting on our honeymoon feeling a little deflated. Sad that the day we had spoken about for three years was actually over.

I was so convinced I wouldn't have the 'wedding blues'. I had the wedding of my dreams and I was married to my, soul mate...why did I feel so sad?

The feeling didn't last for long. I guess its just a slight anti-climax and adjusting to married life. Its normal to feel a little sad after such an incredible day...its taken me a few weeks to realise, but in all honesty...the best is yet to come.

I LOVE married life. I didn't expect to feel any different, and I don't? I am now a Wife but most of all, just when I thought I couldn't love Adam anymore. if I tried...I do.  I am so excited to see what life as Mrs Carrick brings. 

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