The Bridezilla has been released

I've been having mini breakdown after mini breakdown. I just can't cope with this stress.

I had my Liverpool hen party on Saturday which was fantastic! But I drank far, far too much. I felt horrendous on Sunday. Even the thought of having chocolate made me feel sick.

I hadn't recovered on Monday but dragged myself out of bed to do all of the little annoying bits that are left to do.

I also had my final dress fitting at Cherish the Bride. Well it was meant to be my final dress fitting. When I put the dress on the alterations looked better but the dress was tight on my tum. Debbie, the dressmaker, pointed out that I looked bloated, tired and stress (always nice to hear!) and that was having an impact on my dress. It is also that time of the month for me so I look like I'm roughly 5 months pregnant.

The dress is being taken out a bit for comfort probably just in case it doesn't go down :(

I left the dress shop very unhappy and upset. I thought I was going to see my dress complete and look like a goddess. Instead I felt like a fat frump.

So I went to visit my mum's grave and sobbed and sobbed.

On Tuesday, tired and hormonal the Bridezilla emerged. I bit everyone's head off at work, was grumpy and maybe a bit rude. Rich took the full brunt but we made up when he got home and gave me my much needed cuddle.

Yesterday I was a bit better after going to body combat Tuesday night. I had kicked the hell out of the air! But then I had my personal training session. My PT's super slim girlfriend was working out next to us and looked amazing. I realised that while I have lost 1.5 stone I did really want to lose more.
I got to the car and dissolved into tears again. Floods and floods of tears. Rich was at work and tried his best to calm me down.

I think I will feel better when we finish work on Sunday and I can concentrate on the wedding itself and not have to deal with juggling everything else.

There are still bits and bobs to do but it is coming together.