If somebody had asked my opinion about Christmas right after Holy Evening, I surely would had said ”I hate Xmas and the fuss about it that everybody makes under pressure”. This is the more surprising as I’m a mother of a family and I managed to execute all my plans: getting the perfect presents, tiding the house inside out, decorating, cooking and baking – it was just the way I felt that wasn’t so festive. Cleaning and putting objects in order are fruitless effort weeks before Christmas because by the time everything must be in its pride, man should start from the beginning and decoration can go on just after dusting. As a precise wife/mother being exact in her housewifely duty I was very very hard-working at the fastest possible speed in a perfectionist way, very busy with the arrangements (like everybody else in a well-managed household at this time of the year) without stopping (in all seriousness: I forgot to eat -advisable diet to anyone before a great holiday-
d always want to put the tops of the objects in their place. Many chewing teeth shoot out these days which may bring forth the weakening of the immune system. This can be an explanation of getting ill two times within a month. Few days ago you were shorn of your frizzling angel hair. You outbraved the haircutting patiently, enquiringly. I felt bad about your blond curls but you are not a girl. Too many people took you to be a little lady and your Dad disapproved your hairstyle as well. 
I'm brooding over the future. There are facts that are given and alternatives to choose. I need to weight up the pros & cons, sum up the opportunities and put them in cronological order.Fact: The company where I worked was liquidated. If I wanted to go back, I couldn't. Fortunately, I didn't have the intention of returning, although I adored that place, my job and my colleges more than I can say. I need changing. "Changing is the only steady thing" - said my tutor at the college. How true.
DREAM-SOLUTION would be:
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| Füzesgyarmat & Köröstarcsa |
My godmother's birthday was what we celebrated last weekend. We spent a few days in the country. While the male members were soaking themselves in the local spa, we were making long walks in the springlike sunshine and experinced the joys of the countryside. We visited long-seen relatives in an other little country village where Dominik had a playmate of the same age.
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| The Proposal |
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| The Civil Ceremony |
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| Church Wedding |
Here is the picture comparison I promised (and in a little while some more photos of the special day of Ancsa and Lajos containing the guests, the ceremony at the registry, at the church and the dinner party). The young couple lives in perfect harmony for a month, they've just came back from their honeymoon (from Turkey) which wasn't as sweet as expected because they both had an indigestion. 
Summer comes to an end. Although the sun goes low, days are much shorter, evenings and mornings are chilly, we have record hot days in these days.
Dominik and me were invited to the local community center in connection with the Day of Breastmilk. We got a gift parcel and a memorial certificate which says that is for "the mother who chose breastfeeding as lifestyle not as duty". There is another acknowledgement which is from my mother who is very proud of me/us. This is due to Dominik as well.
I know that many of you are very curious to see some pictures of the young couple. You must be satisfied with the ones I took as a maid of honour – temporarily. 
Man would think that day of his wedding promises to be very long but in fact it’s too short even in case of overnight merrymaking. Why aren’t we able to be in many places at the same time? So many people to speak with, so many once-in-a-lifetime moments to snap, so many opportunities not to be missed. The wedding car was our black Peugeot 407 Coupe with pink flower decoration on hood which was the dominant colour of the wedding. Pictures 
were taken in the garden of the castle of Martonvásár, in a nearby town. The words of the registrar at the Mayor’s Office and the priest at the church reminded me of our big day and the oath we made. Everything went with a swing. Funny actions entertained the guests during the dinner-party. The most touching part of the night met the greatest success: the film that was shown ancient photos first from the childhood of Ancsa and Lajos then photos after getting know each other and finally photos of that day.
We’ve timed our holiday in such a way that we’re back by Dominik’s birthday. I’m meditating if this first year was a short or a long one. Sometimes I feel that Dominik was always the part of our life, sometimes I hardly believe that we’re parents, irrevocably. Let’s see what happened and did not happened by the age of one year: 
Our customes for the wedding will be perfect regarding the general effect which is important for me. My first happiness was that I managed to get a pretty footwear being exactly to my taste which is totally the same colour like my dress-to-be (still being sewed). Krisz has specially made shoes and belt which had for the occasion made on the basis of the cloth of my dress. His shirt and tie go very well with my dress. Dominik’s waistcoat is made of the textile of my dress and he’ll wear white trousers like his father. Can’t wait to put the gala dress on. Can’t wait to celebrate and to meet long-seen relatives.
We returned from our first common vacation which is said to be as a milestone in the process of becoming a real family. We’re entitled to say that it was indeed and was a milestone in many other respects. A holiday with a little one is the greatest fun. 
It was time for playing self-forgetting, for father & son to get even closer to each other. I wasn’t afraid of travelling with Dominik, he is an angelic good little boy with an angelic patience, we are able to go with him anywhere. He exceeded all expectations and adapted himself to the occasion, what’s more he tought some adults manners. In spite of the great heat (appr. 45 degrees centigrade) he behaved very well, ate very well (I took him everything from home + the breast with me), slept very well (is better baby required?), was interested in other children very much and enjoyed splashing in the sea, under the shower and in the pool as well. 
