You know how it goes – then comes marriage, then comes a baby in a baby carriage. Just like that. The recipe for a perfect life…

THE END.

Um, ‘scuze me, but I beg to differ!

Having spent my 20’s married to the wrong person, I was surprised to find my 30-year- old self figuring out how to reimagine that previously well-planned future. And lucky girl that I absolutely realize I am, it didn’t take long (two short stints on Match.com to be exact) before I stumbled across the person I should have been with all along. Cue the Lionel Richie…Hello?

So after doing everything that was expected of me and following all the rules up until that point, I got this real crazy, harebrained idea. It went something like this: I like you. You like me. We’re totally gonna get married someday but how ’bout we make a baby first since that’s the thing we both want more than anything else in the world? And, boom, done. Well, not exactly, but you get the gist – we were grown ups that knew what we wanted, when we wanted it, naysayers be damned.

“When you stop chasing the wrong things, you give the right things a chance to catch you.”

So longest story ever, getting to the real point of this post, I’m now a mom of a 10-month-old (totally adorable, love of my life tied with her dad) and planning a wedding. Yay, bring on the taffeta and flowers! Or, in my case, bring on as much DIY décor using free things like wine bottles and corks as I can get my hands on.

So, there you have it, a little TMI about my personal life and fair warning that you’ve just entered the wedding planning/DIY décor zone. Stay tuned…