Ugh. I'm watching Bridezillas and just realized...okay, always knew, I was a Bridezilla. You see, I planned my own wedding and even DIY'ed so many of the details so I was out of control by the time we actually exchanged vows. Watching this show, I feel so ashamed that I yelled at my mom. I think it went something like this, "You don't understand my vision!", as she was so kindly helping me construct a one-of-a-kind confection with hanging candles and Manzanita branches. She even drove with me to the faraway home of another bride to pick them up (one of many trips...my not-yet-husband also took one of the rides - and got a speeding ticket due to my haste).
As a new mom, I feel terrible that I turned into a fire-breathing perfectionist and pushed my family (well, my poor mom, sister and husband) to the edge of wedding insanity. I wonder what Baby D (or his wife-to-be) will have in store for me. Well, for us.