Chelsea Shields, 28, Doncaster
Peering into the mirror, I glanced at my daughter, Penny, then 4, getting her hair done behind me.
Tears prickled in my eyes, risking ruining my make-up.
‘I can't help it,’ I chuckled to my mum, Debbie, then 48, as she smoothed down the train of my white gown.
It was August 2025, the morning of my wedding day, and I'd never felt happier.
Half an hour later, I was walking down the aisle to meet my partner of seven years, Connor, then 34.
Our daughter, Billie, then 2, and my girl from a previous relationship, Penny, were trailing behind in their sage green layered dresses.
Mum was carrying our youngest son, Jackson, then 1, behind them.
It was a magical day. I loved seeing everyone…