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I guess its about time I share something that I’m pretty sure I have never mentioned before: I knew one hundred percent, absolutely, NOTHING about the music that was going to be played during our wedding reception. Shocking, considering I am fully aware that I have a tendency to be a bit of a control freak. But Mr. Cloud has been DJing as both a hobby and professionally for years so the music aspect of the day was extremely important to him. Then one night, early on in the planning, my type A, always in control of the details self, decided he would be in charge of the music all together with no opinions from me. Then I must have just kept on drinking because then I decided I didn’t want him to tell me anything. Craaaazzy I tell you.

I won’t bore you will the awkward pictures of everyone walking into the main ballroom; let’s just get to the good music. Hubs did not disappoint with his first few quirky picks. First came our parents and the bridal party to The Jacksons’ Can You Feel It.

I was laughing uncontrollably by the time our entrance music came on, Dropkick Murphy’s I’m Shipping Up to Boston.

Some people recognized the song as my longstanding ringtone, others as a nod to my Irish heritage, but I don’t think anyone realized what a prediction of our future it would be when we actually up and moved to Boston a few short months later!

We walked straight into our first dance. We figured it would be better to just get all the dances out of the way right up front (let’s be serious, they can be boring for guests). When the music started playing one of our favorite songs (and the one I had secretly been hoping he would pick) I immediately started tearing up. Dave Matthew’s Band Up and Away.

These might be my favorite pictures from the whole day…

They make me so happy.

Even though I was a little teary and the pictures look super serious, the truth is we were both cracking up the whole time. Apparently being newly married was really, really funny.

After Daddy Cloud gave a both touching and hilarious speech, and the priest gave a blessing, salads were served. Maybe it’s not traditional to do it this way, but we figured it was only fair to let people eat while we kept the boring parent dances going.

I found out later that it took Daddy Cloud FOREVER to pick a song for us to dance to. Apparently at one point he announced that he had “narrowed it down” to a whopping eleven songs! In the end he picked a great one, Tim McGraw’s My Little Girl.

And. I. Sobbed.

Ugly cry like a big old baby. Gah! I’m such a daddy’s girl! My mom and best friend from when I was growing up were crying too, so that makes it OK, right? I guess Daddy Cloud started to feel bad for me as I was bawling and clutching him for dear life so he started cracking jokes instead, which in turn made me laugh uncontrollably.

When people say that weddings are emotional roller coasters, they are not joking. Laughing, crying, I was a hot mess. Finally I could sit down and it was Mr. Cloud’s turn to dance with MIL Cloud to Louis Armstrong’s  What a Wonderful World.

I have to say, Mr. C did a fantastic job, even if he went a bit overboard by giving the DJ an actual playlist to loosely follow! Most people were shocked to find out that I had let go of the music control completely. I told you, I’m a control freak! But I am proud to say that the music went a LONG way in our first lesson as newlyweds: TRUST. I had to trust that he would handle things, and he had to trust that I wouldn’t freak out about it. It is very easy to get sucked into wedding planning and feel like you have to do everything yourself, and that you are the only one who can do things right. It is also easy to let the other person just handle it all if they seem to know what they want. But, aw we found out, it is also incredibly refreshing to trust and to let things go and hand over a big, daunting task to your soon-to-be-spouse, and for that soon-to-be spouse to be willing to take it on. Especially when the results end up to be so, so, sweet.

Have you, or are you planning on having your significant other take complete control over a part of your wedding plans? Or better yet, did anyone else have a big ugly cry while dancing with their daddy? I can’t be the only one!

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

Miss a part of the Cloudy wedding? Catch up here…

• Up and Away : The Tooth And The Breakdown
• Up and Away : The Bridal Party Cleans Up - The Ladies
• Up and Away : The Bridal Party Cleans Up - The Gents
• Up and Away : Thank Your For Coming OOT
• Up and Away : Favors For A Cause
• Up and Away : The Bachelor Party Rules
• Up and Away : The Girls Hit The Salon
• Up and Away : Tea With My Ladies
• Up and Away : Practice, Practice, Practice
• Up and Away : An Embarrassed Bride
• Up and Away : The First Chance to Celebrate
• Up and Away : Time To Get Pretty
• Up and Away : The Boys Chanel Their Inner GQ
• Up and Away : A Little Somethin’ Somethin’
• Up and Away : The Dress Of All Dresses
• Up and Away : The Walk Of A Lifetime
• Up and Away : We Do (Finally!)
• Up and Away : Striking A Pose
• Up and Away : A Brief Recap Interruption..
• Up and Away : Cocktails And The Big Reveal