Seems like everyone had a sweaty wedding lol... Glad I wasn't alone there...
Our story started when he proposed (on bender knee in leischter square
)... That trip we conceived our son, so after a bit of fretting and whining we buckled down and made the situation work for us rather than against us... We gave up on the plans for a family wedding and booked a "weddingmoon" escape to tensing pen Negril... I would be 5m pregnant and showing, so I stole a design for a lovely empire waist dress and had something made...
It was a bit of a train wreck since the dress maker failed to look at all the measurements that I gave (that were estimates but still fairly accurate), but instead cut a pattern from the largest measurement I gave.. Making my size 6 maternity dress a size 12
A trip to a seamstress made for a quick fix 2 days before I left... Dress looked decent (but baby loved yam and I grew lol so I needed to be squished in
)... But based on comments, many could not tell I was pregnant hehehe not a fan of empire waist on me normally, but it served it's purpose well in the end
Our trip started with 8 days in clarendon with the family... We just relaxed, went to little ochi, milk river, town, back bush trelawny and just around... Then we headed out to Negril for a week of "us" time... The resort was gorgeous, the days were relaxing and heavenly... Sea bath in the morning and to our favourite place for lunch (every day but Saturday when they're closed we ate at sips and bites
)...
Our wedding morning had some rain early, but by the time we headed out for breakfast there was a lovely double rainbow and the sun breaking thru the clouds... Rest of the day was hot and sunny and our sunset ceremony was perfect
pastor was late and I lost my paper with my vows written on it, but minor details... Tensing set a table up outside our cabin with candles everywhere and we had a private meal... Hubby did NOT break his back carrying me over the threshold
we had a great night and all and all a near perfect day
Since our sons eminent arrival needed to be planned for, we decided to work it out to spend my maternity leave together in jamaica... Hubby worked 3 jobs to save extra money... I stock piled baby stuff and researched schools for my older 2 children to attend... The day before my son was born I put in our application for PR (less than 50 pages, originals included, tabbed, indexed, written like a business proposal since that's what I do for a living)... I had a lonely pregnancy missing my hubby, but kept focused on the day we'd be together, planning and shopping (lots of daydreaming too
)... I shopped for diapers and other baby stuff like a fiend, tried my hardest to get my 7 year old in a school with a pink or purple uniform (but she had to settle for blue since only the only close colour was a highschool in mandeville
)...
We submitted in such a way to maximize the processing time together, but not have to revise the application to include our son (born in canada)... Application went in the day before my scheduled c-section... I was optimistically expecting a 9m processing time when my aunt helped me move three kids and 15 very full bags down in November 2009... Bought a car when we got there, got the kids in school (what an experience for my very north American children, they'd spent time on the island but not around a lot of kids... They're both mixed and have "pretty hair" so they got a LOT of attention)... We settled in for our wait... But we were pretty shocked to get the call for PPR in feb, Less than 4m after Kingston got our file... Sort of messed us up some since we weren't expecting it until Juneish...
We ended up leaving in may (found flights out of Kingston for 147 taxes in, couldn't pass it)... The rest is history!