Ladygagoo when we got married it was for legal security as much as anything else, we had a sort of glorified register office do- the register office near us is an old tudor manor house, and you can choose from different ceremonies, depending on how many people you want there- we had a room that would accommodate 30, but we only had 10 guests. It was a lovely venue with lots of choice, and not religious at all, which is what we wanted. We chose our own music to play throughout, which included computer game themes, anime soundtracks, Shakira and Frank Zappa- it really was perfect. I recommend looking into it.
Pull your finger out though, you need to make sure they're free, book the room and celebrant, and get your notices of intent to marry out a certain amount of time before you can do the deed!
I still have no bump unless I lie down, although like I've said before, I already had a tummy. Peanut has been moving around fairly regularly, mostly at night once I've gone to bed, but sometimes during day when I've gone a while without eating- "oi MUM! I'm starving!!!" kick kick kick...
Did have a fright the other day after unsuccessfully trying to squirt expanding foam in a hole in a confined space, only to realise I'd been squirting noxious gas everywhere and breathing it in... 
Removed myself to fresh air immediately, but was really upset when Peanut didn't move much that night. Fortunately she seems to be fine now, and after speaking to my dad (who knows this stuff) he says I'm being ridiculous. Which for once, makes me feel better!
Still going to be on edge when she's born, just in case.
Visiting my parents this weekend and doing the gender reveal, after which we'll make it reasonably common knowledge- friends and family- don't want any barbie-pink outfits flying my way! Anyone who's ever met me knows exactly what I'm like and would be sensible- everyone that is, except MiL, who seems to nod in agreement, then do whatever the bloody hell she wants anyway- but people who don't know me at all will be getting frilly, girly, pink, lacy.... ARGH!!! It just doesn't bear thinking about. Wish I lived in Germany, where they seem to just dress girls in red...