Jun 11
It's kind of frustrating when you don't have to be somewhere until later in the afternoon, and your baby still wants you to wake up and be up, at 6 in the morning. So what's a Mama to do? Well, get up and be up with the baby of course, ha! Actually, I don't mind so much, especially since mom was up and I could visit with her a bit...although I kind of interrupted her morning quiet time.
I was hoping Martyn would want to go back to sleep for a bit and I could too, but no such luck. I had told Nicole I would be over at the church to start getting ready around 2, the wedding wasn't supposed to start until 4. Mom worked out her schedule conflict, so she could still come and help me with Martyn for the getting ready, and the ceremony. So we had the whole morning and early afternoon to just hang out. I had a good visit with mom, went to the store and got diapers and Starbucks, came back and helped mom lavage her ears, had a shower and then got Martyn up from his early afternoon nap.
I didn't want to put him in his little outfit until right before the wedding, so he stayed in his little alligator jump suit. I forgot to eat something for lunch before we headed over to the church, and by the time we got there I was pretty hungry. I knew it was only going to take me a few minutes to get ready, I needed someone to do my hair and makeup, which also wouldn't take long. Both the hair and makeup stations, as it were, were full when I got there, so I just milled about for a few minutes and then decided to check the kitchen for something to eat.
When I went over there (the kitchen was kind of next door to the nursery where all the ladies were getting ready) some people were cleaning up from some event they had had there, I think they have like a Hawaiian church family who shares the building with them. I went in and saw they had some watermelon and other things, and I was kind of standing there, and this one lady who was like that Mama of everyone, saw me and said "you want something to eat? we're packing up but you're welcome to have anything." So I helped myself to some watermelon and some bean dip. It was awesome!
I went back over to the nursery and milled around a bit more, waiting for the "hair station" to be ready, and had Nicole's aunt Brenda curl and pin my hair for me, then went out and had Nicole's friend do my make up, very lightly for me. Mom had to help me get my corset on, and my dress, and pin the sides for me so the bra wasn't showing. I got poked by the pin. The last 10 minutes of the girls getting ready, was utter chaos....also awesome! When we were all finished, man we looked good! I went up to the chapel and they guys were already there and waiting, and they looked pretty slick.
Mom had taken Martyn up there a few minutes before we all came up, and by the time I was walking down the isle (and I was third to last before Nicole) Martyn was asleep in Mom's arms. I breathed a little sigh of relief.
The whole ceremony was great. They had a lot of good stuff to say, the pastor preached a bit, Nicole and her friends sang a song, the pastor surprised everyone (including Nicole and Marvin) and sang a special song for them....it all went off pretty smoothly, and I made through the entire thing with out crying. I was prepared just in case though, and had a little tissue tucked away in my hand under my bouquet.
Jack came and picked mom up afterwards and I had Martyn for the pictures...I just handed him over to Nicole's aunt, and he was totally fine. Then we all headed to the reception, where Martyn got passed around quite a bit. He fell asleep again right after we got there, even with the loud music playing. I had nursed him just before putting my dress on, and I brought a bottle with me just in case he got hungry before I could take the dress off, but he was totally fine. He was so good in fact, that a lot of people came up and talked to me, saying "oh what a good baby," or "he is just darling"....things like that. He didn't fuss once the whole time, and stayed up well passed his bed time. There was loud music and he wasn't afraid. I think he even liked it some of the time. I was dancing with him and I held him up, and he just had big smile on his face, and kicked his little feet as hard as he could. It was very cute.
When we got home to mom's house, he finally had a melt down. I nursed him, and he crashed hard. He went to sleep and slept for a 7 hours before waking up to nurse again....which I greatly appreciated, because I crashed hard too.
What a blessing, to have such a good baby. I know I say that a lot, but it's true. I just can't help but be excited about it. I wonder if he's always going to be this mellow and well behaved? I know he's at a really easy age right now as far as behavior goes...he isn't mobile yet for one thing. His little personality is coming out more and more. He likes people a lot. Most of the time, he's pretty chatty and interested in interacting with people, even if he doesn't know them. Sometimes though, like tonight, when there are a lot of new people, and a new environment of sights and sounds and smells, he's very quiet and observant. Just wants to take everything in, before commenting on it.
I like that. I'm looking forward to seeing more of it.
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