As I mentioned before, I had my sisters "stand" for me in the wedding. Groomsmaids, I suppose.

The chapel was pretty small, not leaving much room for a lot of people up front, and Julie, my oldest sister, was pregnant with her third child, so we decided not to having much actual standing for the wedding party. For most of the ceremony they got to sit in the front row.

This morning, at 12:48 am, according to the text message from my mother, Julie had her baby. Tate. Her third son. A few weeks early but big and healthy. Can't wait to meet him.