As I’ve mentioned before, OldestDaughter is getting married. Originally, this little event was to take place in late October. That would mean Wiggly would be roughly 3 months old. Now, for reasons beyond my control, the wedding is in early September – meaning Wiggly will be all of 5 weeks old.
Yeah, good times.
Originally, I was going to find one fantastic dress to not only highlight my new title of UnusuallyGroovyMIL, but also my rockin’ ta-tas from 3 mos of breast feeding.
(I celebrate the ta-tas because I usually have none. So, there.)
This wasn’t going to be a problem before. Just find a dress a size bigger in a forgiving style and have it altered after the baby was born. Tah dah.
Now? Nope. No time. And so, I’ve taken the completely decadent (yet surprisingly affordable) route: I’m having a dress made.
I scoured endless fashion magazines for a dress that met certain criteria and I came across one that I absolutely llluuuurrrrvvvv. I won’t name the designer for fear of copyrighteousness hitting me upside the head, but she is terrific and this dress rocks hardcore.
This week I went for the muslin fitting and adjusting. I’d never done that before and it is cool to see the design and production process step by step. The same part of me that was obsessed with Project Runway is totally jonesing on this. And another little part of me? Is feeling a little royal and a bit Cinderella-ish. *grin*
The only question now is if I actually get to wear this dress to this occasion. Yes! Because, you see, I’m having a c-section AND having my tubes tied. I’m not entirely convinced that I’ll make it to this little event, but I’m hopeful. I know I won’t be able to stand up on the pulpit for an hour in heels and will only be able to sit on the front row, but that’s okay.
But I can’t wait to see these pictures. It’ll be a sad little game! See if you can pick out the set of parents with a five week old infant that gets up every two or three hours and a five year old starting Kindergarten from the group.
Yep. That’s us. Mr. and Mrs. Fabulously Dressed But Hopelessly Exhausted. Nice to meet you! Are you with the bride’s family or the groom’s?