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So where were we? Oh yes, the final picture of the ceremony rehearsal…

It looks innocent enough. The boys are over it, Mr. Cloud is intently listening to final instructions and our Priest is about to get to the part where we are introduced as husband and wife and practice the walk back down the aisle. But what you can’t tell from looking at this picture is that I am panicking. Remember back to the bridal tea when I told you how when I am nervous or stressed I react in a strange way? Oh yes, I’m going there. It was happening: I was about to get sick.

The church coordinator was talking, Mr. Cloud said something to me, but I was starting to panic and sweat a little, all I could think about was who is in charge of cleaning up vomit in a church—super romantic stuff for a wedding rehearsal. Mr. Cloud immediately knew something was wrong. He whispered to hang in there because he knew the next thing we had to do was practice our exit to a back room that was conveniently located next to the restrooms. People were still giving us instructions and I was starting to get light headed. I had stopped responding for fear of opening my mouth. I couldn’t wait. I dropped the ribbon bouquet AND. I. RAN. Like, out of my heels. I was mortified before I even got to the bathroom. I was puking and crying by the time my MOH got into the bathroom behind me. She was nice enough to say that it wasn’t that big of a deal, but let’s be serious here, if the bride runs off of the altar, people notice. Mama Cloud quietly told a few people that I was sick and would be OK, and we had warned our planner Windy that this might happen as well. After puking before dance recitals, cheerleading competitions, graduations, and every other major event in my life that causes nerves, we wanted to be as prepared as you can be for these things. I just never thought it would happen right in the MIDDLE of the rehearsal! So Windy and the church coordinator kept things moving. Oh, and luckily no one told me until a few months later (and a bit of my mortification had worn off) that someone made a comment about me being pregnant. Which I’m not now nor was I then, but I can’t imagine the priest’s reaction to that one!

Mr. Cloud came in behind my MOH to help calm me down. And after a few minutes I really was fine. Incredibly embarrassed, but fine. It turns out that while I was in the bathroom, my cousin, our junior groomsman was having a crisis of his own. His tooth fell out while he was standing on the altar! The poor kid, but at least he wasn’t alone in the strange events!

After all the planning us brides put into our weddings there are just some things that cannot be helped, no matter what! I’ve said it before, and I will say it again, not everything about a wedding is all roses. Some of it might be pukey or bloody like ours! But there really is nothing wrong with that and I’m glad that despite being mortified I was able to laugh about it all and enjoy the rest of the night! And I had to get over it quickly, because next up was rehearsal party time!

Does anything embarrassing happen to you when you get nervous? Or do you have an embarrassing wedding story to share? Come on, I told you mine!

All credit for the images above (unless otherwise noted) go to our incredibly talented photographer Jessica Oriole Salay of Oriole Photography, and amazing second shooter Jenny McQueen of Capture.

Previously from Up And Away, A Cloudy Wedding:
The Tooth And The Breakdown
The Bridal Party Cleans Up – The Ladies
The Bridal Party Cleans Up – The Gents
Thank Your For Coming OOT
Favors For A Cause
The Bachelor Party Rules
The Girls Hit The Salon
Tea With My Ladies
Practice, Practice, Practice