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It’s been awhile since we discussed name changing on APW. And funny enough, in the time that we haven’t talked about it, it hasn’t gotten any easier, nor have the answers become any more obvious. So here is the first thing I want to point out: if you’re in the middle of making this decision, you have lots and lots of options. Society tends to present a black and white world view: you change your name, or you don’t. But thinking about it that way just disempowers you. As illustration, let’s look at people we know in the APW community:

  • APW staffer Lauren was going to change her name, but then decided that felt wrong to her. She and her husband decided to hyphenate at the last minute. A new name for a new family.
  • Cate changed her name, but was adamant about using Ms., not Mrs., because, “Because you shouldn’t be able to tell a woman’s marital status from her title any more than you can a man’s.”
  • APW staffer Kate has a dream husband (hi Kevin!) who offered to take her name. But after a lot of discussion she decided that she didn’t want to keep her often-mispronounced-as-a-bad-word last name, so she changed her last name, and took her maiden name as her middle name. Well, socially. She hasn’t done the paperwork yet, and it’s been more than a year. She goes by Ms. as well, in case you were wondering.
  • Brenna changed her name, and then it didn’t feel right, so she changed it back.
  • APW Staffer Alyssa changed her name, and then cried about it, mourning the loss (which in no way made it the wrong decision for her).
  • Marie-Ève lives in Montreal, where it’s actually illegal for a woman to change her last name upon marriage. We had a long conversation about this, where I said, “People here think that to be a family, you need the same last name.” And Marie-Ève said, “That’s crazy. To be a family, you just need to be a family.”
  • And then there is me. I didn’t change my name, and I didn’t have any heartache about it. If you ask us what we’ll name our kids, however, you’ll get some flustered arm waving. Don’t think I’m going down without a fight.

So you have options. You have way more options than I’ve listed here, but this is just to get you started. You don’t even need to make a decision right now; you can wait til you feel ready. Or you can make a decision, and then change your mind. But don’t let anyone make you feel like you don’t have choices.

But here is where I have an issue: for most of us, this decision isn’t an easy one. Even if we take the most traditional route and change our names and go by Mrs., the process is often emotionally difficult, leaving us in tears, feeling like we’re mourning a loss. And if there is anything I’ve learned from the ongoing APW discussion about name changing, it’s this: the men in our lives, by and large, don’t know how hard it is for us.

Why? Well, I’d argue that we’re being too quiet about it, and we’re wasting far too much time judging each other for making choices different than our own. (Every second you spend judging a woman for making a different choice than you is a second you wasted.) For whatever reason, we’re internalizing a lot of the painful bits. Maybe we’re talking about it with our partner, but we’re not talking about it with the world at large. We feel like, “This is the way it’s always been,” and “I just need to figure out what I want to do,” and “There just are not any great solutions,” instead of saying, “I’m just not willing to put up with this anymore!” or “You need to know that this is painful for me,” or “I want more options, damn it, and better options, too,” and then politely lighting something on fire. Continue reading Name Changing: Don’t Be Quiet About It

My boyfriend and I have known each other for over 15 years, been close friends for over 9 and have been dating exclusively for almost 4 years. We are both 28-years-old. We talk about marriage. We talk about the things we’d like to include in our hypothetical wedding. And yet, we’re not “officially” engaged. He has told me that he feels like he needs to have a better job before we get married, and he has said that it is very important to him to be the one who proposes. He says he has a plan, but won’t elaborate past that. He tends to get a long-suffering look on his face when I mention it.

I have told him that I feel a lot of sadness over not being engaged yet and that the longer I wait, the harder it is for me to hang out in my own personal limbo without losing my sh*t. I have told him that I don’t think we should wait, since I want to help support him as he pursues his dreams, not wait in the wings for them to come true. I think he feels that he should have all his ducks in a row before we get hitched. I disagree. I think getting married means that I can come with him while he goes after his education and dream career. I think we can line our ducks up together, and it’ll be way easier with two people. ‘Cause, you know, ducks are wily.

So I’m really torn. I don’t want to pressure him, but I feel like a bit of an idiot just waiting around at this point. What am I supposed to do now? I feel so frustrated and lost, and as someone who has struggled with anxiety and depression my whole life, this feels like the ultimate gauntlet. I try to focus on the fact that our relationship is otherwise fantastic, but it’s getting more and more difficult to do that. I just don’t understand why someone who clearly loves and admires me, who tells me daily that I am amazing, who treats me as his partner and equal and with whom I have amazing chemistry would still be waiting to propose. Most of the time I am absolutely sure that he is the man I will marry. Other times, I wonder if I’ll still be waiting next year and the year after that and on and on until it destroys us. I also feel a little left behind by our friends, who are mostly married with kids now or are planning weddings. Will I be 30, still just plodding along with my boyfriend while everyone I know is raising babies? I don’t think I can live with that.

—L.

Dear L,

Well, my dear, ducks are wily. I don’t think I’ve ever heard it put better than that. So, knowing that you’re wise, let’s dive into this issue. It seems to me there are several things going on here, so let’s parse this out.

Ducks Are, In Fact, Wily

Lesson number one: your partner doesn’t feel ready to get hitched. He thinks he needs to get his ducks in a row; you think you can get your ducks in a row when you\’re married. And both of you are right. Last year, someone wrote to me saying that she was ready to get married, but she didn’t have the money. And I told her F*ck The Economy (Get Married Now). Because, when you’re ready to get married, you shouldn’t let things like not having a swimming pool full of money hold you back.

But here, I think the issues are a little different. It sounds like your partner genuinely does not feel ready to get married. And that’s fair. I’d also argue that there does not have to be a rush. David and I have a timeline spookily like yours. We’d known each other for nine years before we got together, and were in a serious relationship for five years before we got hitched. And for a long time we just didn’t feel ready to get married. We knew we wanted to get married to each other at some point, but we wanted to feel like we had our lives sorted out a bit more first. We wanted to feel like we were heading towards careers; we wanted financial stability. While we didn’t want all our ducks in a line, we wanted them to at least be toddling towards the place where they might consider lining up, and they were not ready to do that yet, adorable wee duckies that they were.

So it’s fair that your partner isn’t quite ready to get hitched. And while I’d like to tell you F*ck The Ducks (Get Married Now), sometimes you have to wait on your partner a bit. But what’s not fair is his lack of communication around the issue. “I have a plan,” sounds great, right till the point that your partner walks out on you because she’s sick of waiting (ducks are wily indeed). So that brings me to… Continue reading Ask Meg: Surviving The Pre-Engaged State

It’s Ask Team Practical Friday with Alyssa! Hooray! Today Alyssa’s doing a grab bag of questions about family relationships. I love her grab bag posts anyway, and today’s is one of my all time favorites. Girlfriend is telling it like it is. What do you do when you think your fiancé’s family is ‘trashy’? What’s really going on when your father and your partner are in a pitted war over… light beer? And how do you deal with the feelings of grief going on when your Maid of Honor (and sister) is having a hard time emotionally standing up for you. Read on, dear reader, read on…

My fiance’s family is nice but let’s call a spade a spade…they are the trashy “from the other side of the tracks” type of family. His mother, her husband, and his sister in particular are just awful…good-hearted people but just not my type and spending more than 15 minutes with them drives my partner and me insane. My family however is well… the judgmental, snobby type and already I am having nightmares about our wedding and the two families clashing. While his family likes me and my family adores him…I don’t think that our families will like each other at all and really do they have to?

What do I do? How do I handle this? In my head I expect people to act like grownups and behave themselves but I fear that I am wrong.

-I’d rather eat some pie than deal with family issues

Ok IRESPTDWFI:

Let’s start at the beginning. Your families don’t have to like each other, but you have to like your partner’s family. Like them enough, or at least respect them. Because you know how they say that you don’t marry your partner, you marry the family? That’s totally true. So, if you’re starting off thinking your partner’s family is trashy and awful? That might be a small red flag.

The wedding, however, is easier. Because here’s the thing: you don’t do anything.  A wedding is a social event and generally people tend to behave at big events because social protocol demands that they do so.  The, erm, trashy types will refrain from opening beer bottle with their teeth and the judgmental types will hold their catty chatter until the car ride home.  So no, your families really don’t have to like each other.  But they do have to be on their best behavior.

As far as how you handle it, you just have to figure out what needs to be handled.  Will the wedding be the first time they meet?  Try and have a family dinner beforehand.  Will alcohol loosen the tongues of either side and possibly start a class war?  Then have a sober wedding.  Already know that your aunt and his kid sister hate each other?  Make sure they aren’t seated at the same table.

The best thing you can do is set the tone by example.  Don’t fall into your family’s trap of being snobby and judgmental (*ahem* like calling people trashy…) and show them that despite their behavior, you’ve accepted your partner’s family as your own and they should too. (You have, right? You’re ready to be part of this family, right? Now is the time to think about that. Hard.)  Stop thinking of your in-law’s as trashy and learn to love their quirks; they may be annoying but they’re about to be yours for forever.  If their behavior gets out of hand, have a talk with them.  It’s up to you and your partner to decide how to deal with each other’s family, so it’s best to start having those conversations now.

Besides, all this worrying might be for naught.  Who knows, instead of eating pie, you might be eating crow.  (HA!  I’ve always wanted to end on a pithy one-liner like Dear Abby.)

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We’ve provided the alcohol for our (tented, backyard) reception.  FH and I picked out a collection of beers we really enjoy and we’d like to have at our wedding.  My dad is insisting we also get a case of light beer which has turned into WORLD WAR THREE.  FH says that if he sees a case of light beer at the reception he’s going to throw it.  Dad and Mom are taking the “This is what your Uncles drink, it’s really not a big deal” stance.  FH and I consider ourselves SERIOUS beer drinkers and my family is decidedly NOT serious beer drinkers.  They drink light beer because they’re watching their weight.  FH and I wouldn’t be caught dead drinking a light beer. There will also be white and red wine and pimms cup’s to drink.

The other issue here is that beer choices were one of FH’s things to handle.  My parents ended up getting the beer as it’s much cheaper where they live (doing us a favor) which I guess is where this whole issue began.  And I just don’t care at this point.  If my family wants to drink shitty beer then fine, I’m over it.  But FH is definitely not over it and is fighting this tooth and nail.  Help!

~ Bothered and Bewildered by Beer

Personally, I’d  just declare the whole damn moot and NOBODY gets ANY beer since they CAN’T be civilized about it and if I hear ONE MORE WORD ABOUT IT, I will going to turn this damn car around and they will both be grounded. Continue reading Ask Team Practical: Family Conflict

It’s Friday, so it’s Ask Team Practical with Alyssa. Today she’s tackling a difficult question: dealing with long seated family grudges in the context of your wedding. But, to me, she’s really taking on a much bigger issue; the fact that, like it or not, our wedding puts us in an adult role in our families. It gives us the responsibility to talk directly to other adults, as equals, and to tell people when we have a problem with their behavior. It’s hard and complicated stuff, which might be why we get to wear such a pretty dress to celebrate it.

My parents divorced when I was ten years old, and for the last nineteen years, my grandfather (my mom’s dad) has hated my father. This hate has poisoned my family, and made for very uncomfortable family events. To give you a little back story here, my parents are in long term relationships and the whole family doing fine these days. My father was at fault in their divorce, but since then we’ve all moved on and are happy. My mom’s father has chosen to hold on to this anger at my father with a vengeance.

At my grandmother’s 80th birthday party, my grandfather pulled me aside and asked me who I was planning on walking me down the aisle.  I responded that I hadn’t given it much thought yet, but probably my Dad, maybe my Mom, maybe both of them together. My grandfather told me that my father should not walk me down the aisle and I should have my mother do it, because when my father left she took care of us. I was shocked and blindsided and tried to remain respectful.  I told him, “You know my father is going to be at the wedding and I am expecting everyone to be pleasant,” and he just looked at me.

I was hurt, and now I’m really angry.  I am hurt because my grandpa is choosing to ignore the fact that my father and I have a good relationship and only consider that my father hurt his daughter nineteen years ago. I can appreciate my grandfather’s feelings but I do not think expressing them to me was appropriate at all.

I have known for years that my wedding would be a difficult event for my family. I was just hoping that a 79 year old man would be able to ignore my father and his feelings of hatred for my wedding and just be happy for me.

~S.

First off, big hugs and warm thoughts from us. You shouldn’t have to be going through this, and I’m sorry.

Now, here is the part where I give you the hard-to-hear- news: you’re going to have to have a talk with your grandfather.  He’s still harboring ill will over an event almost twenty years old, and initially with good reason: your father hurt some very important people in his life.  However, what he’s not getting is that while he doesn’t have to like your father, he does not get to dictate how your father appears in your life.  You’re 30 and you’ve been a full-fledged adult for a while, he may not have fully wrapped his head around that.

Your grandfather may well be someone that you respect and do not want to disappoint.  However, his grudge is not yours.  It isn’t even your mother’s at this point.  This might be hard for him to understand, but you have to have the conversation with him. This will have the most impact coming from you, since it’s your wedding, and will go a long way towards having your grandfather recognize you as an adult. Continue reading Ask Team Practical: Managing Family Grudges

It’s Friday! Hooray hooray! And that means it’s Ask Team Practical with Alyssa. Today she’s handling a grab bag of unusual questions.  Is it weird/creepy to invite your doctor to your wedding?  How sad should you be if your photographer doesn’t blog your wedding? And can you ditch your non-dancing husband to dance at your reception? So let’s do this thing. And happy Friday.

Should I invite my Gastroenterologist to my wedding?

A little background information: I have Crohn’s disease and over the past two years have had regular visits with my doc due to a multitude of complications. He started treating me when I was between jobs and uninsured… for free… and has really done so much for me. Plus, he’s a really fun guy. He always tells me I’m his favorite patient (shhh) because A) we’re both redheads, and B) he got the royal treatment when he and his family went to eat at the restaurant where my fiance was Sous Chef.

I’ve been doing much better in recent months, so I haven’t seen him since I got engaged (although he often gave my boyfriend a friendly nudge about popping the question). My fiance knows and loves him. He was present when the doc offered to treat me for free and that was one of the few times in seven years that I’ve seen him cry. In fact, this doctor induced tears from my mother as well (not as hard to do) for his sweetness.   I should also throw in the fact that I live in a city with a critical shortage of quality doctors and I know he has a huge patient load, which means that he stays very busy and that he’s that much more saintly for taking on my case when he did.

So, I need your opinion. Would it be appropriate to invite him and his family to the wedding, even though we don’t really have a social relationship? And if so, should I send the invite to his office, or try to find out his home address?

~Michele

Michele,

First off, our thoughts go out to you because Crohn’s disease is hard. But we’re also happy that you’ve got such a great doctor and are doing better! Hooray!

And second, YES, OF COURSE INVITE HIM!  He sounds lovely, and at your wedding you deserve to be around people who are lovely and care about you.  Send the invite to his office and if you still feel odd about it, include a personal note with the invite.  Let him know that you know it’s unusual and he should not feel obligated to come, but you and your partner would be honored if he did because of all he’s done for you.  Even if he doesn’t come, I know he’d be honored that he was invited, especially since he was invested in you enough to give your partner a friendly nudge.  Your wedding is not an imposition, and neither is an invitation to it. Plus, now you’ll be his favorite patient for three reasons! And everyone loves to know that their work has made a difference in someone’s life. Seriously.

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Our wedding photographers.  We loved them.  They were creative, courteous, worked seamlessly with our crazy timeline and slightly less crazy families, and captured some heart-stoppingly gorgeous pictures.  And reacted with the highest level of professionalism when we found out that some images of the day had been lost.  So why am I writing this when they were so fabulous?  I feel silly for even saying it, but I’m finding myself strangely hung up on the fact that our photographers didn’t blog about our wedding.  There.  I said the thing you are not supposed to say, the thing that probably makes me sound like a horrible narcissist.

It’s not that I need the affirmation that we had a great wedding or that we were cool clients – I know we did and we were.  It’s just that I find all the insecurities I had about the “blog-worthy wedding” during my engagement bubbling back up to the surface every time another wedding gets posted by our photographers.  I find myself wondering “were we not hip enough?  Pretty enough?  Is it because we aren’t the right race?”  And the part of me that is a total people-pleaser whines, “Why didn’t they *like* us and want to be total besties afterward?”

-Obsessively Hoping Studio’s Not Avoiding Pictures

OHSNAP,

Honey.  I feel you, I really do.  But I’m going to have to use some tough love here and say, “Get over it.”  And I say that with deep affection. Continue reading Ask Team Practical: Doctor Invites, Blog-Snubbed and Dance Parties

When Lauren, Alyssa and I have our semi-monthly Skype meetings, sometimes we bring up wedding stuff that scares the bejezus out of Lauren, she-who-is-yet-to-be-wed. One of those things is our casual references to the post-wedding meltdown (which both Alyssa and I most had) which left Lauren looking a tiny bit panicked, and a tiny bit confused. Which brings us to this Ask Team Practical column, perhaps my favorite ever by Alyssa (not to set the bar high, or anything), so enjoy.

Today’s question:

So I’ve been reading APW for many months now and my wedding is fast approaching (in 7 months, but whatever) and I have been seeing here and there about the phenomenon of the after wedding emotional unloading.  What exactly is this?  And what exactly happens?  I’m sure it’s different for everyone, but it’s nothing my mother has ever talked about (because she has a cold and shriveled emotionless heart) and I need to understand!  Should I be anticipating it?  Is it like an emotional flu?  What brings it on?  I’m a little excited and a little afraid.  Advice! I need it!

Oh, honey.  I feel you.  And I hate to think that we wedding grads might be scaring the engaged out there, thinking that the moment your wedding is over, you become a nasty emotional wreck.  A Wedding Meltdown is like Wedding Zen.  It may or may not happen, and there’s really no way of anticipating (or preventing) it.  It wouldn’t even be worthy of capital letters except that many brides have experienced it – enough so that it’s something that baby brides might fear.  So let’s talk about it, dispel some fears and mention that it’s akin to something you may have already experienced.

But before we do that, I have to make an announcement.

Mom, if you are reading this, I’m gonna need you to stop.

No, seriously.  Stop.  Cause I’m gonna talk about stuff that I really don’t want you to even think about and even though I’m not going into details and I know it’s not a big deal to you, I’m not mature enough to handle it, so I’m seriously really gonna need you to skip this post, okay, I love you, bye now. Continue reading Ask Team Practical: Wedding Night Meltdown