Friday night I was supposed to hang out with a good friend of mine. We’ve been friends on and off for over 10 years now (I say “off” because we had some girlie issues during high school) and are trying to stay as connected as possible.
Like I said, we were supposed to hang after I got off work. I gave her a call, and it was clear she was upset, and had been crying. She apologized and said she couldn’t hang out, that she had a family emergency, and was terribly sorry and that she would explain later. I told her there was no need, and to feel better.
Saturday morning (early) I got a text from her saying, “Call me asap.” She’s never up that early, so I did just that. She apologized again for bailing on me, and then I got amazing news: She’s pregnant! She was a little freaked out because she had just found out right before I called her. She hadn’t told her parents yet, and I told her to call me if she needed anything, and let me know how the conversation went.
I didn’t hear from her again until yesterday, about 11:30 or so, when she called upset. I asked her if the talk with her parents went well, and she said, “Yeah, but now I’m getting married. Probably at the end of July you so I don’t show.”
She was freaking out, because of course, you need quite a bit of time to plan a decent wedding. She was looking at two months. I told her I’d help. After all, who better to help with wedding planning than a near-psychotic to-be-bride? We immediately went to go pick out her rings, and she chose a beautiful solitaire that suits her perfectly.
Next, onward to David’s Bridal. Since she’s been dating her boyfriend for about 3 years now, she pretty much new which dresses she liked. She brought back 3 different styles, all with color options. I felt pretty privileged that she asked me to be there. I don’t care who you are, but watching a soon-to-be bride try on dresses, and being able to see her make “that face” when she tries on the one, it’s a pretty special time. She did choose one that has colored piping around the bodice and down at the train. She chose a correlating veil that will have the same colors (a light green called peridot) and I think it’ll be really pretty. I then helped her pick out bridesmaids dresses and flower girl dresses.
Afterwards, seeing as how she’s now “with child,” we grabbed a bite to eat. We sat down and tried to hash out some of her ideas. I told her it wasn’t going to be easy – she needed to find a venue, STAT. And figure out her guest list, and try to par it down, seeing as how it’s such short notice.
Despite the fact that she’s gonna have a hell of a time trying to sort this thing out, I had a great time helping. I loved actually talking to someone who was as into her own wedding as I was. Plus, since I’ve already checked off all the big things, it was great to have somebody need me. Not to mention that she’s going through her first trimester as she’s planning, so she really could use the help. I was so surprised when she called me that I busted into tears. Tears! Is my cold, hardened heart slowly warming to the idea of having children sooner? I mean, I want children, there’s no mistaking that. But every year I think, “Ok, I have a couple more years.” I turn 24 in two weeks, and after we get married, we’ve agreed on two years. The age 26 doesn’t scare me, but the fact that this year has already flown through June makes me think that before I know it, I’ll be havin’ babies myself.
But for now, bring on the caffeine and sushi, and the let the wedding planning continue.