I am the mother of the groom. I am so excited because this has been a long time coming for me. Now don’t get me wrong. I’ve been the mother of the groom once before, but my older son and his bride (along with a few friends) all came to Las Vegas where they were married in a an intimate ceremony with just 10 us attending. It was lovely, but there wasn’t much to do for this kind of event except attend, kiss the bride and groom and go to dinner.
This time the wedding is a big deal. Its out of state, almost 3,000 miles away. It’s going to have 250 people, out of which I’ll know approximately two dozen. And, I’m the mother of the groom.
So while trying to keep my place, wear beige and shut up, the kids have told me they want me involved which is sweet but difficult when I’m the one who lives across the country. After a short excursion across the country for 4 days to meet my future inlaws, see the wedding and reception venue, and the hotel where we will be staying, we talked about what I would be contributing to the wedding. As a single mother, I don’t have the resources the parents of the bride do, but still want to contribute my share. So I’m paying for the rehearsal dinner, three plane tickets (mine, my older son and his girlfriend), two hotel rooms for three days (mine and my older son and his girlfriend’s room), and at least the welcome bags that will be passed out at the welcome party or maybe the reception (this hasn’t been decided yet).
So I plan to keep this journal partly to keep me organized and maybe to help some other parents decide what they want and are able to do as parents of the groom. I’m also hopeful it will keep me from tearing my hair out and being bald by the time the wedding happens.