I went to a wedding an hour away when DD1 was 3 weeks old.
It was a non child wedding, even the grooms sister couldn’t take her newborn who was a similar age.
I missed the wedding but went to the reception. Baby stayed with a friend 20 mins away. The whole thing was a mistake, my hormones were wild, still bleeding and had already developed post natal depression. I felt revolting. The sister looked as happy as I felt.
I was forced into it by my ex husband, he was angry I’d missed the ceremony and told how brilliant it was and that they travelled by vintage bus. He got pissed, I drove. He wasn’t bothered about the baby. We stayed overnight with baby in a £29 Travelodge 45 mins away, I was tired and emotional and it affected me for years afterwards.
Mine was a vaginal delivery as well, few stitches.
Never again. 100% no way.
My auntie and uncle had planned to come down a week after my due date with my last one, for us to go out for a meal and celebrate and for lots of us to come. I had to say I’ll see how I feel when the time comes, I might have just given birth. Baby was 3 weeks old and we went out as felt okay. Only thing which triggered me was baby was crying and my mum thought it acceptable to rock baby to sleep, despite me saying baby needed feeding.
Stand your ground