Telling The Parentals

How did we end up deciding to get married next year? It wasn’t in the plans until about a year ago when the pressure just got real. My Facebook feed did not help at all as it abruptly turned into one big engagement, wedding, baptismal and first birthdays fiesta. I swear my ovaries start contracting every time I see proposals, weddings and sonograms. Are you all kiddin’ me?!

The fiancé told his family first that he wanted to settle down, to which he hopefully heard no objection. I’m sure he didn’t. We were already on our seventh year then, and his parents treat me as their own daughter. If they didn’t want me for their “golden boy,” I’m sure I have heard from now.

Telling my mother took quite a while longer. I sometimes think he was forced to because I didn’t even want to talk about wedding plans unless he talks to her. You have to set your foot down sometimes. Even after seven years, guys can be really insensitive. So one fine Sunday morning, we Facetimed my mother who’s based in New York, and he told her about our plans.

My mom, of course, wasn’t shocked at all. If anything, she was only waiting for it to become a little bit more official. In her head, I knew she was planning my wedding already the moment I told her we were seriously considering settling down next year. The fiancé didn’t even have to break a sweat (although he did… a LOT haha) asking for my hand, the mother was oh-so ready to give me away hahaha! I am already turning 30, she said, and we’ve been together far too long. I think she just wants to have a grandchild she can spoil.

So finally after telling both sides of the family we want to get married next year, we’re down to the planning stage, which would honestly be the hardest phase of this whole thing. Most couples might go through the motion of having doubts if this person is the right one for them through the planning, but we will have none of that. We’ve been together for seven years, and we’re 1,000% sure we are each other’s “the one.”

The planning and the execution are the two things that scare me the most about my wedding. I’m so good at planning, but can be a little off with the execution. Even my travels speak of how well I plan for everything, but then end up sleeping most of the days I was in New York (and ended up missing The MET). And I was there for two months in 2014! Can you imagine?!

But anyway, at this stage, we’ve already gotten the blessings from the most important people in our lives. The fiancé was even able to tell his uncle about our plans before he passed away, so I felt it was a sign already that this was it for us.