Alessia:
The planning table was a mess.
But I was enjoying every bit of it knowing that this was something that we were doing not only for us, but for our daughter too.
Fabric samples. Guest lists. Seating drafts. Floral sketches. Notes in my handwriting layered over older notes.
For the first time in months, the chaos felt productive. And I had to fight back smiling throughout most of it.
“What do you think of this one?” One of the Omegas, Lisa, asked, looking at me. “I believe adding a little bit of golden will really bring out the pink shades. You know, give it a little touch up as a vibe.”
“I believe that the color would suit Hope a lot.” Nina, another Omega said, agreeing.
“I think that we can check to see how it matches her skin tone? What do you think, Luna?”
“Oh, no you do
