Wedded bliss, honeymoon phase, the joy of being a newlywed – I’m calling bullshit on these notions!
Everyone has heard of/known/been a bridezilla. Whilst the lead up to my wedding was stressful and at times completely overwhelming, I wouldn’t say that I became bridezilla. My husband might disagree, but what would he know, right?
The DIY decorations that seemed like a good idea after hours spent on Pinterest, the never ending “to do” lists, the guestlist, the seating chart, dear god the seating chart did my head in!
The dietary requirements, the coordination of photographers, videographers, flower deliveries, etc. The never ending dollars flying out of bank accounts! And what did we get out of all the effort, stress, tears, time and money spent? A perfect day. That was both beautiful and memorable and one that I wish I could relive all over again! Even with the pre wedding stress!
"Whilst the lead up to my wedding was stressful and at times completely overwhelming, I wouldn’t say that I became bridezilla." Image supplied.
And now, some two months after the big day things are very different than I imagined they would be. We honeymooned for a blissful nine days in Bali and returned home to start our life in wedded bliss. To enjoy our honeymoon phase and frolic gaily through our days as newlyweds.
Unfortunately, my inner bitch did not get the memo.
For some reason, since returning to reality, I have been a cow to my husband. I have turned into Wifezilla and I don’t know why.
Everything is fine during the day at work, Husband messages me every morning with typically the same content “good morning, have a good day, and I love you”
The messages throughout the day are pleasant with discussions of work, and what are plans for the evening/weekend are. Then home time comes and it’s all downhill.
'Home time comes and it's all downhill.' Image via AMC.
Within 10 minutes of arriving at home – I crack the shits with him about something. He’ll ask me a question, I bite his head off. It’s like I’m looking to pick a fight, or I just want to be annoyed with him.
My husband is a good man, who is mild mannered and does not have a bad temper. But he is also not a doormat and won’t put up with me treating him like crap. So he fires back. An argument ensues, I whine about just wanting to be loved and I eventually come to the realisation that I’m being irrational and say my sorries.