I am 32 years old and got divorced last year after almost 7 years of marriage and one child. My marriage was OK the first couple of years, and then things got really bad. My ex wouldn't give me a divorce for 2 years, and when he finally accepted, I learned from 2 friends that he had been cheating on me.
I was devastated. I gave up my country (I am from Latin America), a wedding (we were broke after spending a lot of money on immigration lawyers and forms), my family and a good-paying job for nothing.
A year ago I started dating again. I met Ryan, a handsome and fit guy who is divorced like me (he has no kids though). It was love at first sight, and we were a perfect match for each other.
After a few months, we inevitably talked about the future. While we both envisioned being together, his memory of an over-the-top wedding and exotic honeymoon (his marriage lasted less than a year) taught him that a wedding is a big no no. I, on the other side, long for a beautiful ceremony (it does not have to be grandiose, just meaningful). I started feeling resentful because he is financially ruined because of that and because for him, a wedding "is just for show".
Fast forward six months later. I was waiting for my period and nada. I took a pregnancy test and it was positive. I couldn't believe it. I was on the pill. I called Ryan, who at first was shocked, and then became really excited.
He talked about our future, getting a house, raising a baby together... I got really enthusiastic about it. I wanted to wait at least a couple years, but alas, God had other plans. We announced the pregnancy to his family and everybody was really happy.
Since we started getting a lot of pressure to get married, we decided that the best for us was to live "happily unmarried".
While I was 5 months pregnant, we had an ultrasound to find the sex of our baby- it is a boy. He was so happy (glowing I'd say!) he wanted to go to my favorite restaurant to celebrate. Upon our arrival I noticed he was extremely nervous and sweating profusely. We were seated, ordered some food and boom! He proposed.
So, here I am, 6 months pregnant, trying to figure out how to have an affordable wedding despite the fact we have very little money. I feel very depressed because it seems only rich people can afford weddings. His parents can't help- they contributed $10,000 to his previous wedding. So, with a baby on the way, us not living together and family not able/willing to help, I am wondering whether to cancel the wedding or pospone it indefinitely.
Any words of advice? Have you been in a similar situation? I am sobbing while typing this. *Feeling overwhelmed and hormonal*