(Us- taking horrendous ‘selfies’ since 2005.)
On this day four years ago I married my best friend.
1461 days as Man and Wife.
That day was the best day of my life bar the days our little ladies were born. A Christmas wedding, with snow on the ground, and lots of twinkly fairy lights. An intimate ceremony, with 35 of the people we love most in the world, followed by a Christmas party with 100 people we are lucky enough to call our friends and family.
I couldn’t have asked for anything more.
Exactly a year and four days later Mads arrived in our lives. And twenty six months later so did our littlest girl. It’s been a whirlwind few years.
Our relationship has changed since having our girls. We don’t have as much time for each other, we are constantly tired, we bicker more, we rarely spend any time alone and our main focus is raising our daughters.
But we are closer. We are a family. We are ordinary, but we are happy.
I am so lucky to have my husband. I am so, so proud of him, of us, and I know that he does a huge amount for us. I couldn’t have asked for a better man to raise my girls with. He cooks, he comes home from work and runs me a bath so I can have a little relax, or he will bring home chocolate (always good) or send me happy texts. He is the most caring and kind man I have ever met. Even if he can’t quite put the toilet roll in the bin when it is finished.
The below video is my favourite part of our wedding day, our last dance, which we requested to be Take Thats ‘Never Forget’. We didn’t have a videographer, instead friends and family picked up the camera and videoed snippets of our day for us. There are lots of funny bits, like video ‘selfies’, random conversations and drunken dancing that we just wouldn’t have got if we had a videographer, although the footage is a little shaky!
We still don’t know who actually was holding the camera during this song, all we know is that they obviously had one too many drinks and couldn’t hold it still, but I am so thankful that they did pick up the camera at this point. I love the fact that no one knows they are filming.
It sums up our whole wedding day- everyone was a little bit tipsy (p*ssed) as it was the end of the night and only a hardcore few were still up dancing. I start crying halfway through because I knew our day was coming to an end and the emotions of such a special day just got the better of me. I had had a fair few glasses of fizz at this point in my defence.
It’s blurry, shaky, and cuts out half way through the very last song which was ‘Fairytale of New York.’ (My favourite Christmas song and one which we didn’t realise was going to be played.) I was also mortified because everyone got in a circle and held hands and made us dance in the middle. I hate being the centre of attention, and had just about got through our first dance, only to have to do another one.
It’s imperfect but it’s happy.
Which I guess kind of sums up our marriage.
Happy Anniversary Mr E. Here is to another four years. And hopefully many more after that.
NB: I can’t dance to save my life. Sorry about that.