Today marks four weeks since I became Mrs Heberling on what was to me, the most perfect day. Time seems to go so fast with kids about anyway, but these four weeks have flown past. I don’t feel so silly to call myself Team Heberling now that I am actually one! I finally finished editing the photos the other week and have shared them in so many places since, so thought I’d share a selection with you all (The ones I can, not everyone wants to be seen all over the internet understandably, and I respect others wishes), and some details of the day. I shall be doing a special thank you post soon, thanking all the awesome people who helped make the details of the day special. This is going to be a very long one, (with a lot of exclamation marks!) so get comfy and enjoy!
Wednesday 25th July; The night before.
The kids and I stayed round my parents house the night before, after going and setting up at the venue. We didn’t get back till late, although the kids were full of beans after having ice creams at Whitwell Station. Once back at my parents we said Hello to Fidella and met her fiancé Luc who’d flown in that day. (Both their flight and another families flight had been cancelled on Tuesday night, what are the chances?!) I then attempted to put the kids to bed. We were all going to be sleeping in my sisters double bed, it was stifling hot and they were both as high as kites. Needless to say it took them a while to settle. Luckily I just left them to drop off themselves and went and showered, or else I’d of never got in to bed! When I was done I said goodnight to my parents and headed off upstairs. I sent Mr Heberling a message (who was still on his way back from Stansted airport, he didn’t get home until around 1am!) and then carefully balanced on the edge of the bed that had been left for me. We had the windows open as it was so, so warm (and the door shut so the eyeless cat couldn’t either escape or attack us, she hates me…) and my first thought was how noisy it was. Despite growing up there my whole life it wasn’t until I moved to the countryside 5 years ago that I realised how noisy it was at night. You can hear the main road, and the airport. I soon got used to it though and started to drop off. Suddenly an almighty bang woke me up. Logan had fallen out of bed on to the laminate flooring! He sat up and mumbled something before climbing back in to bed, while I put the unused quilt down on the floor just in case it happened again. Turns out he didn’t remember it at all in the morning, but he thought it was hilarious. Thankfully we all got a fairly decent sleep after that.
Thursday 26th July; Wedding Day!
I’d set an alarm, but really I didn’t need one. My excitement got me up in good time despite the late night. Even Taya was up bright and early, as usual, so while Logan slept we crept downstairs and had our breakfast with my mum while we watched Peppa Pig. It didn’t take Logan long until he joined us and he was obviously starving. He told me that he was so excited for the wedding, and that he actually felt nervous about it, exactly what about I’m not sure, he never really told me. We had to be at County Hall Archive Centre for 9:30 so it was all hands on deck to get everyone ready and out the door in good time. I left my Mum in charge of getting the kids dressed while I went to get myself ready. We were almost late out of the door as I had been taking photos of our rings, oops!
We had decided to go for the simple 2+2 ceremony. It meant it was at 9:45 am in a standard office at the registry office, with just us, our kids, and our witnesses there. We’d asked Mum & Dad to be the witnesses who were delighted and very eager. People have always asked us about our plans and no matter what they say you can always see them process our choice. But it is exactly that, our choice. We wanted it to be as fewer people as possible as we’re not the type of people to like all the attention on us. Anyway, we got up there and Kiba and some of his family were waiting for us. We had a bit of spare time before needing to go inside and were waiting for the flowers so took a couple of photos in the time being.
As you can see they have a really awesome plane outside the Archive Centre and Kiba was rather proud that he managed to include it in the background. Before long it was time to go inside. The flowers still hadn’t arrived but we booked ourselves in and then sat down to wait. We weren’t waiting long before Kiba and I got called through. We double checked all our details were correct before my parents and kids were invited in to the room. The ceremony itself was just lovely, it all went flawlessly and just like that we were officially husband and wife. I’ve never felt happier, to finally be able to call my soul mate my husband was a dream come true. Logan was beyond happy as we let him be in charge of the rings, he was included in the ceremony to bring them up and pass them to us. Taya had gone in to her super shy mode, where she won’t look at anyone and stays as still as possible. It was lovely to take some photos within the room after the official signing with a posed signing, and the ladies who conducted the marriage helped take a photo or two of us all.
Afterwards we headed back outside where Kibas siblings waited for us, with the flowers that had finally turned up, they’d been delivered to the wrong place! Oops. More photos had to be taken as newlyweds, and it turns out these ended up being the only family photos where Logan actually had clothes on his top half, due to it being the hottest day of the year, so I am glad we took this opportunity to grab some photos of us. Firstly of just the two of us, husband and wife.
It’s not often we have proper photos of just the two of us, even more rare is a photo of us and the kids, I’d love to have a proper photo shoot one day but for now I’ll treasure the photos we have. In the morning was the only real time we got photos of Logan in his rainbow waistcoat too, by the afternoon it was much too hot, so I don’t blame him for stripping off, but I’m also kind of sad as he looked amazing in it.
A few quick shots with the rest of the family members and we decided to head off. Kiba dropped me off at my Mums to get myself and the kids changed. With a good wait until the afternoon I wasn’t risking the kids getting their outfits dirty! Dad then dropped us off home.
I’m not going to lie, as I walked in to our house it was a bit like a bomb had gone off. When I’d left for Mums the night before there had already been 5 extra people in our 2 bedroom house, but now there was an extra 3, so in total there was 12 people all together, 5 of them being kids. It was noisy, everyone wanted to use the one and only bathroom and the kids were as usual hungry. It was chaos, but it was a nice kind of chaos. I took a moment to just watch it all, everyone was getting ready, having something to eat and chatting away in German. I can’t say I understood it all but I understood some. Before long it was time to get back in to my dress and head over to Whitwell. I wanted to go earlier so I was ready for everyone to arrive and to make sure that all the finishing touches were perfect. I was also meeting the photographer ahead of guests arrival. The kids came too and revelled in the fact they had the bouncy castle to themselves! It all looked so beautiful and I couldn’t wait for people to come see it.
One of our tables was set up with the cake, and then on the other longer table I had a print I made (inspired by Babipurs ‘Gwawr’), basket for cards, my bouquet of flowers and our alternative guest book. Above these hung fairy light pegs with photos of both my Grandad, who died in 2012, and Kibas father Gerold, who sadly passed away in September 2017. It was really important for us to incorporate them in some way as we knew they would have loved to have been there.
People slowly started to filter in and it was lovely to see how everyone had embraced our bright and colourful theme. I think every child that came through the door was instantly attracted to the bouncy castle out the back. We’d organised for cupcakes with tea and coffee to be served upon arrival. It was far too hot for any hot drinks though, I think it was over 30 degrees by this point, but some people got stuck in on the selection of cupcakes while others chatted to each other. Our photographer was in hot demand to get lots of photos of groupings of people. It didn’t take long for a lot of people to drift outside, although even that didn’t help you escape the heat that much! I helped Taya (and her friend) jump on the bouncy castle, as she now was very nervous due to a lot of boisterous bigger kids on there, and we also played in the teepees that a friend had very kindly let us borrow.
We had been offered the chance to let our photographer go up in to the control tower so she could take a group photo from above, and we snapped up the offer. It was a little difficult getting everyone ready, and I don’t think any of the photos have everyone looking, but there was a total of 9 under 10’s so I think it was pretty good going! Plus Taya never looks at people when they call so I knew it was probably a lost cause for her! (I’d already told the photographer she would have to be sneaky and get natural shots, as there was no way Taya would pose for her) I’m not going to share the group photos though, as I know some people would rather I didn’t. Kiba and I then got the opportunity to go up ourselves which was nice, part of me wanted to stay up there longer and just watch our guests from a distance. Instead we came down and took some more posed photos with the photographer which I absolutely love.
As I went round making sure I was able to speak to everyone the kids sure did play, and I mean the big kids too! Kiba and his brother Fabrice were having just as much fun as they younger kids on the bouncy castle, and showing off their strength and skills. I was shortly dragged on with Kibas sisters, and it was a real laugh, I was almost crying from laughter. It just felt so impossible to bounce! While we were almost wetting ourselves in a pile at the back of the castle, my Mum was being dragged over by Taya, and in her wise decision Mum thought it would be a good idea to go on the bouncy castle too (despite having a bit of trouble with her heart recently!) but completely misjudged herself and ended up in a heap on the floor!! I don’t know how she managed to not drag Taya down too, but as if I wasn’t having a hard time not dying with laughter anyway. When I finally managed to get off, and mum was on her feet again, my tummy hurt so much from laughing, and my face ached from smiling so much already that day.
After composing myself and downing a good amount of water it was time to cut the cake! We were so excited to see the inside of the cake, and to see how everyone reacted to it! I had been worried that I’d muck it up due to being watched by everyone, but actually it was a dream to cut, and the Oohs and Aahs as we opened it up were so cool to hear. It looked, and tasted, amazing! Our wedding toppers are so gorgeous we shall be having them on display in a box frame.
BBQ time came and everyone was ready to eat their fill, it was certainly very yummy food. It was a moment when everyone was quieter, and it just all felt so relaxed. Although the calmness didn’t last long, everyone was soon back to playing and thoroughly enjoying themselves.
We’d chosen ‘The Greatest Showman’ as the song to kick off the disco, which was the perfect choice, even if no one wanted to come dance really! Taya, her friend and I enjoyed having the dance floor to ourselves for a while! As it was so stonking hot, the hottest day of the year so far, we had to compromise a bit on the disco. For the music to be louder we had to have the doors to the garden shut, so we decided to have regular intervals where the music was quieter just so we could have the doors open and the air flowing. I think most people ended up having a bit of a boogie, but it was unfortunately too hot to dance for more than one or two songs at most, so I feel like maybe we could of gotten away without having had a disco! It was nice seeing all the requested songs though when they returned their RSVPs.
As the sun had begun to set it had become a lot cooler outside so it did make for a nice escape, and I think most people stayed outside from that point on. We took some more group photos, and generally chilled out with each other.
I then had a bit of a sudden panic that the light wouldn’t be good enough for photos of Kiba and I on the bouncy castle together. We did it anyway, and although the lighting wasn’t perfect we got some decent shots. I struggled to bounce, my legs went to jelly on me, and the few times I was caught in the air I think was all down to Kiba double bouncing me! We then got our two on with us which was a lot of fun. I think that is the only time we’ve actually had a proper family photo shoot. I really, really wish we had of done these earlier on when there was better light, as the lack of light does effect the quality. Alas, it was my own fault for leaving it so late, I shall just have to plan a family photo shoot in future.
From then on it was more of the same, relaxing and enjoying each others company, having a dance on the dance floor, playing, drinking gallons of water. People slowly started to leave as the night went on. The youngest kids started to get tired and it was clear they weren’t going to last much longer. My Mum was cuddling Taya when Bon Jovi – ‘Always’ came on, this was the song she had requested as it was her and Dads wedding song. My niece came over and asked me to cuddle her, so there we were, both with a small child bobbing and swaying to Bon Jovi as the little girls slowly got heavier. They literally fell asleep within seconds of each other and it was such a lovely little moment. My niece is 7 months older than Taya and living in Germany this was actually only the 2nd holiday we’d been together in the flesh, last time being a year previous and she wouldn’t even acknowledge me, so this was definitely a special moment. I handed her over to her Mum and amazingly they managed to lie her down without her waking. We did attempt to lie Taya next to her (imagine how cute of a photo that would have been!) but she promptly woke up!
I remember taking a moment where Kiba and I sat out on the bouncy castle in the dark, looking in on the party, it felt so surreal that our special day was nearly over, and was lovely to just be us for even just a few seconds. By 11 we were all done, everyone was absolutely partied out. Due to not having enough seats in our car I told Kiba to take his family home first, which left just the kids and I with the staff at Whitwell Station, one of them being a good friend, so we had a natter as we reflected on the day. I helped tidy up and sort out what we were taking home and what would wait until the morning. Logan suddenly remembered his football was still outside so he trotted off with one of the staff with a torch to go and find it. Kiba got back at half 11 to pick us up.
We got back home around midnight, and for a moment we just sat in the car. Taya was fast asleep, everything was quiet. A hedgehog ran across the road just ahead of us. I managed to carry Taya in and pop her in bed without waking her up, and got Logan sorted too. When I returned to the kitchen we were asked if we’d open our cards and presents, as Kibas sister and her family were leaving the next day and didn’t want to miss us doing so. The first present we unwrapped was a hedgehog house! So very apt after just seeing one. We also got solar lights, a personalised rainbow word art print, tickets to Thrigby Zoo and a very generous amount of money. The cards were all lovely and very much appreciated. It was about 1am when we finally collapsed in to bed, I was very, very sore, but ever so happy.
We were every so lucky to have had such a gorgeous day to celebrate on, and have amazing family and friends who wanted to celebrate with us. Thank you ever so much to those who helped make our day special (blog post coming soon!), to those who took the time to come and celebrate with us, and those who thought of us on our special day. And if you got this far, then thank you too!