My initial big day was planned for March 1st in Stellenbosch, the best time of year in Cape Town in my view not too hot and just before the easter cold sets in. Amidst our preparation in mid October however we were surprised with the news of the impending arrival of a bundle of joy, first thought for any bride "I'm going to look like a whale in my dress.....tears streaming down my face". Being the control freak that I am I immediately hit damage control, wedding date needs to change, baby plans need to commence wedding costs verse baby costs and and and, 100 thoughts racing through my head every minute. By some miracle both our wedding venue and all suppliers had availability for January 18th giving us 2 months to plan an execute the wedding of the year. The next two months were nothing short of a crazy roller coaster ride particularly coupled with morning sickness of note.
Fast forward and arrive January 18th. Sunny blue skies in Stellenbosch, hot cup of coffee with mom maid of honour and grandparents, who travelled all the way from Kimberley on at 15 hour bus trip, while overlooking the most picturesque vineyards. Bustle of suppliers commences and a pedantic bride ensures a flawless set up of all elements is executed. Nagging mother and coordinator eventually force me off to the bridal suite for the 'me time' to get underway, and my oh my what magic Maxi worked. Felt so blessed by all who surrounded me and absolutely no nerves due to my certainty that I was indeed tying myself to my soul mate that I did not even miss the bubbles flowing amongst my bridesmaids.
From walking down the aisle to the last song of the night I was indeed reminded that God does exist and what a mighty God he is, everything was perfect. Surrounded by 60 of the most special people in our lives all of whom travelled 100's of miles to share in our day; and everything looked even better than I could ever have ever imagined. The intimacy of the small number of guests allowed for us to share a priceless moment with each guest who to this day are still talking about what a vintage fairy tale they witnessed at a little wine estate in Stellenbosch, Brenaissance.