So I made a post way back, about how stressful and demanding my sister was being about her wedding. At the time I wasn't working, we had very few funds and she was getting on at me about being unable to attend hen dos and dress fittings etc (she lives a long way from me and I don't drive).

The bridesmaid dresses my sister ordered were awful. They looked lovely, but the fit was horrendous. I was breastfeeding, so had ginormous boobs and I can confidently say even my nipple would not fit into the cups sewn into the dress. I had mentioned it multiple times but my sister said her curvier friend had the same issue and to just deal with it. So I got the dress taken up, as it was apparently designed for Madame Maxime from Harry Potter. My sister said she would pay for it all as she had done so for the other bridesmaids, so I didn't save anything for it specifically in our budget. It gets to me picking up the dress and telling her and she suddenly decides that she's not paying it all, as she only paid a very reduced price due to her friend doing the others (I live pretty far so I couldn't do that option). So now I'm stuck with these fairly hefty fees to come out of my pocket and stressed. She had agreed to the price of the dress tailoring beforehand so I was a bit pissed off that she suddenly changed her mind and didn't give me any time to try and find the money.

So we travel down for the wedding, going a couple days before. My son has the worst travel sickness (he had never really been in a car that long before) and it was just a really tiring and hectic journey. Straight away when I get there she wants me to go to hers that evening and help make the wedding cake. My sister is a very stressy person when it comes to cake making and after a long day of travelling all day and now with a very grumpy toddler, I declined explaining why. She said I never want to help with anything and got mad that I wouldn't help out. Idk if I was in the wrong? But she got snappy and put the phone down.

She then has an idea that the night before the wedding, all the bridesmaids stay in a shared suite. I was against this as at the time my son would only go to sleep after a feed and I didn't want my partner or my mum (we were staying there to save costs) to have a sleepless night. I was already going to the hotel to meet them at 7am the next morning for hair and makeup etc so I didn't think it would be an issue, as not all bridesmaids could make it anyway (one had just had a baby but still went and my sister used it against me) but she was livid, saying that I hadn't been involved in any of the bridesmaid things (I couldn't afford to and was gutted about it) and just made me feel like a really shitty person for being broke and having a difficult child. We were staying there the night of the wedding and doing breakfast with them the next day so it wasn't like I was just trying to be nasty or awkward.

At this point I was like oh god what is the wedding going to be like. The only ridiculous thing that happened on the wedding day was the silk dressing gown my sister wanted all bridesmaids to wear. This was a one size fits all slim builds and I am a curvy girl. It barely fit over my bum. I was so self conscious and felt so uncomfortable but she was adamant that I couldn't wear shorts underneath as it would "ruin the photos". Every time I sat down I felt like I was flashing the entire makeup and hair team and wanted to cry.

The wedding and reception were absolutely beautiful and I cannot fault any of it. The wedding was a massive success and absolutely lovely, but my god the build up to it was a never ending roller coaster.