My first wedding was a traditional type of thing. My parents paid. I was told what dress to buy and that I was having my cousins daughters for bridesmaids, along with my SIL as a matron of honour. I had moved to another part of the country after leaving Uni so had only met my cousins children once before. My SIL and I had taken an instant dislike to each other on sight a few years previously. However, none of thst was relevant to my parents.
We were married in the village church where my brother and I were christened - but which I had visited once in the 20 odd years since then (and thst was my brother's wedding the year before). The reception was a sit down meal in the drawing room of my parents country house.
I had no say in the guest list. The speech that my mother wrote for my father to give failed to mention anything about my recent graduation and budding career and instead was concentrated on how they expected grandchildren soon.
The guest list contained various cousins, other distant relatives and my parents friends on my side and similar on the grooms. There were about 30 children who I'd never met and 5 of these were babes in arms who periodically got dumped in my arms so I could practice.
A few days before my wedding I had been told that I was infertile and not even IVF would work. I was devastated.
Many years later And I'm in a new relationship with a lovely, lovely man and we are planning in getting married next year.
This time I, looking forward to choosing guests myself, as well as the venue, my dress, my flowers and everything else (my fiancé is happy to go along with what I want as he doesn't care as long as we marry).
Over the preceding 20 odd years I've come to terms with not being able to have children and we've decided that we don't want them at our wedding. Any children. Especially my nephews who are, frankly, horrible spoilt little brats who have no manners.
I want our day to be about us, our love for each other and the life that we have built, together. When we say out vows we don't want them drowned out by squeals and screams. I a, not inviting any member of my family because I am not close to them and have not seen most of them since my last wedding. If that makes me a bridezilla, so be it.