I got married in Colorado

The mountains made feel really small and insignificant, which I realized, was not a bad thing. In fact, I’m often anxious because I get up in my head and feel like my problems are huge, gigantic, life altering, world ending problems. But when I stared up at the mountains, I realized how tiny me and my problems actually were in the grand scheme of things.

This wedding has been a long time coming, since 2018. I love my husband, but I’ve always hated weddings. Sorry, I have Venus in Virgo…I’m not super romantic. I despise attention, I worry about everyone’s feelings all the time, and I expected perfection as I planned this “massive” milestone event.

It was a shotgun wedding

The only way I was able to overcome this extreme wedding anxiety was to get pregnant first. Again, romantic, I know. And oh yeah, SURPRISE! But truly, knowing there’s a life inside me that doesn’t give a shit what my wedding looked like or how anyone else felt, helped me to overcome my fears and finally tie the knot.

Like the mountains, my baby made me feel small this weekend. I’m just a girl with a bun in the oven, trying to keep this thing cooking at the right temperature with all the right ingredients. I never needed to be the perfect bride with the coolest wedding and the best attitude. I just needed to show up, marry the man I’ve loved since 2010, and hope for the best. Which is what I did.

My wedding was not the biggest, most important day of my life

Wow, the non-romantic zingers keep on coming. But hear me out…

Every day is important. Every moment is important…and big, but also small and insignificant. I’m not a mountain. I’m not some big, immovable force that everyone maneuvers around. Rather, I’m an anxious girl, carrying a baby in my belly (and a stubborn chihuahua in my arms), marrying my guy on top of a beautiful mountain.

I’m small. I’m simple. I’m sensitive. And I’m proud.

Check out our wedding photos from our wonderful photographer, Ivy – the pic chick.