Beastmomma

One of the things I had to cross off my list is to purchase a push up bra that would give me support for my long lasting wedding day on Saturday.  I recruited my buddies N and G to go shopping with me before my bridal shower.   I learned a lot about how to make sure that my breasts are correctly in the bra and how there are variations in bra size based on color.   Most importantly, I was successful in acquiring "additional support."

Unfortunately, the excursion took longer than expected.  I was rushing to get ready for my bridal shower and ended up getting there a half hour late.  My buddies N, G, and their mom did an amazing job of getting me ready and I felt so glamorous.  The shower was pretty fun.  I loved getting to see some of my friends from high school.  It did feel a bit like a homecoming because a lot of people who attended were people that knew my parents and me growing up.  Even though I was a bit overwhelmed by the sheer volume of people, I was so happy to feel so loved and supported.  My favorite game was the dance competition.  Earlier I had done terrible with the trivia portion, I needed to redeem myself.  I volunteered to participate in a dance competition.  I think that the voting was a bit rigged because I won by a large margin.   My favorite part of the competition was dancing with my dad.  He was so hesitant at first, but then starting rocking out.  According to my mother, I also impressed my aunts who have come from India.  Later that night, they told me that I was "very good with dancing" which made me laugh hard because I consider myself very goofy and uncoordinated.

After the party was over, I got an additional treat of opening gifts.  I would be lying if I did not say that it is pretty cool to open gifts and feel pretty certain that you are going to love everything.  Obsessively checking the registry and all doors to our house for presents is one way that planning a wedding has changed me.  When we registered PTB and I had *intense discussions* about the type of cookware to ask for; I really wanted all-cladand he wanted something less expensive. I used the logic that the registry coordinator and others had shared with me.  On the registry, you should ask for things you want the most and if we do not get them, he and I could either buy them for ourselves or buy something less expensive.  PTB agreed and now a lot of our cookware is all-clad.  As things have been purchased from the registry, the all-cladremains.  I know this sounds crazy, but the longer those items stay on the registry, the more my lust for them increases.  I feel a little like I am losing my mind because even in the midst of the wedding madness, I do three things consistently and frequently: (1) check my registry to see what has been purchased; (2) constantly open the doors and look at all potential package drop sites to determine if anything has arrived; (3) interrogate my mom, dad, brother, other relatives, PTB and anyone who will listen about the odds that someone will purchase the rest of the items.  This is actually a disguise to talk specifically about the remaining all-clad.

While it is a bit funny to observe my transformation, I am surprised with how quickly and easily I went into a materialistic and superficial craze.  Truly, I feel so happy and blessed to become PTB's partner. I am also so happy that so many people I love are able to share in the festivities with us.  It is truly gift enough to spend time with people I love and get to marry an amazing individual.  Knowing and believing all of that does not seem to stop me from getting excited by getting things and wanted to see what other things are coming.  It is a strange contrast and a little weird to realize.   Has anyone experienced this strange shift during wedding planning?