First of all. Yay two more days two more days. Look at my tickers at the bottom my life is catching up with me!
I have avoided posting any pictures of myself so far. Since I am about to have gastic bypass surgery I thought it was time to post a few. I want a record of my before and after since I will be going through so many changes in the next year or so. The picture below is me just about three weeks ago. I am currently 285 pounds.
The next picture is me five years ago when I had just gotten engaged I was about 180 pounds. In one year I should be at this weight again although my eventual goal is 150 per my doctors. ( Sorry I think this was Christmas morning in my mom and dads cabin just a few weeks after I got engaged and I don’t think I had had my coffee yet.)
So I am now about 8 days away from having surgery. I am getting really excited. This is my new beginning. I will finally feel young and have energy. I will want to do all the things I have longed to do for the last four years. My life will no longer be lived from the sidelines. I want to be a part of this world not a watcher of it. I can’t wait to finally get a positive on a pregnancy test and know in my heart that there is a chance I would hold that baby in my arms. I can’t wait to just live………..
Okay I know this will make this a long post but I need to finish this part of my story before Ryan comes home and I promised to tell you about my wedding and honeymoon. So here goes….
My Story Chapter 4: The Wedding
Ryan and I were married on June 24th 2000. The night before we had a rehearsal which was hilarious. I had the woman who sang at my parents’ wedding sing for mine. She sang ‘The Lords Prayer’ during our communion and unity candle and ‘All I ask of you’ from Phantom of the Opera with another professional singer. It was wonderful but during the rehearsal all the groomsmen lip sang along with the opera song in a really goofy way and had all of us cracking up. We almost didn’t make it through on the day of the wedding.
On the day of the wedding it was crazy but wonderful. My Dad walking me down the aisle and kissing my cheek was just about the most emotinal moment of my life.
Here is my favorite picture of my dress. I am sitting with my flower girl. I figured I might as well post it too since I’m doing all the others.
Then came the vows. My husband got about halfway through and then started laughing. I made myself get through mine but when I asked him later what had happened you would not believe it! He told me that he was looking down my dress at my cleavage and when he looked up I was looking at him (duh we were facing each other) he thought I caught him so he started to laugh. (I have to clarify here that we were wearing microphones so everyone heard him laugh, loudly.)
Then came the kiss. It was perfect. I have posted the pic before but here it is again.
The reception was great we were surrounded by about 300 friends and family members. My husband almost had a heart attack when he was taking the garter off my leg. My dad yelled, ‘Hey what are you doing!’ just as he touched it and he just about peed his pants.
Notice the tennis shoes? I refused to wear dress shoes I didn’t want my feet to hurt. So this was my compromise with my mom. Cute huh?
Then we were off on our honeymoon. We spent the first night in a resort here in town and then went on to Las Vegas. We stayed there for two nights and walked the strip it was so much fun. Then we went on to Utah. My grandparents got us a week in a resort but we got there a week early so we stayed in a roach motel. I mean the kind where we opened a bottom drawer in a dresser and someone had left candy in it and there were four mice. EEEEEEKKKKKKK!!!!!!!
Then on to the resort where we both promptly came down with the flu and were sick for the whole week. Yuck! Then we drove to Montana and all the campgrounds were full so we drove right through. 46 hours of driving and we ended up in Cuchara Colorado where the pastor that married us lived. They gave us free reign of a condo they maintained on the mountain we were there for 10 days. It was wonderful. They gave us tours of the mountains and included us in their church activities. We had a blast. Then we came home and began our life.
I know this one was a little boring but I had to tell you that last part of our beginning so you would know right where we were before the world crashed in on us. But that story is for another time.