Congratulations to the two of you!
My ex & I also didn’t consumate the union on our wedding night–there had been quite a bit of drinking on both our parts, and by the time we got to the hotel, I thought I was going to fall asleep on my feet. The minute my ex helped me out of my dress & corset (it was an 1830’s style dress, so I had to wear a real corset, not some naughty merry widow), I flopped on the bed and was out in about 30 seconds. We made up for it the next night.
Congrats to you and yours.
My wife and I did have sex on our wedding night…but I fell asleep whilst giving face.
What a putz!!!
You can chalk me up as another sad entry on the “no wedding night nookie” ledger. We got back to our room after the reception (midnight or so) and we both just crashed. It had been a very, very long day and we had zero energy left. We did make up for it the next night, though…
Ditto!
Nope,but I was 4 months pregnant.So obviously…
We went camping on our honeymoon and by the time we got the tent set up and everything unpacked I was exausted.It was really late so we just cuddled and talked until we fell asleep.
What a great memory.
My wedding was sort of a game of chicken. We decided to get married at 11:00am, went to pick up the license at 2:00pm, said to each other, do we really want all the hassles of a big wedding at 3:00, got married at 5:00 (each expecting the other to back out at any moment), went home as said “wow, I need a drink”, and spent the evening too shell-shocked to do much else.
BTW, we just had our ninth anniversary, so I guess it took. I could tell Rev. Knepper had his doubts about us. I think I’ll have a virtual wedding for my 10th anniversary. Everyone will be invited.
My second wedding, yes. It was a very small civil ceremony, no reception or anything, so yeah, we weren’t too tired out to do it.
My first wedding, nuh-uh. It was the big, glorious wedding thing. It was great, really. Several of my married friends had told me, though, not to be surprised if we didn’t do it. I said “pshaw, of course we will!” Yeah, right. After the whole thing, my husband was willing, but I just said “honey, I’m sorry. I am soooooo tired. If you’ll let me sleep, I promise, tomorrow you can have all you want. I promise!” He said okay. I was asleep about thirty seconds later. The next morning, he told me that not doing it was probably a good idea, because he fell asleep about thirty seconds after me.
When my sister got married, I told her the same thing my friends had told me. She pshawed it the same way I had. After her honeymoon, I of course just had to ask. She laughed, and informed me of how right I’d been. 
Well, we nearly didn’t make it. We had reservations that were in a town just too far away. We were on the road and got a flat, with no spare. By the time we got lifts to the station, and it was fixed, we couldn’t go the rest of the way. Most of the roadside cabins were taken and then there were no vacancy signs out. So we had to beg at a place that was closed. When we said we were honeymooners, they opened up but it was real late. We almost gave in and went to sleep, but just couldn’t go against tradition like that!
I didn’t have the bobby pins, but had several hundred little satin buttons on my dress which were a pain to undo. We did have sex and then passed out cold afterwards.
We organized and paid for our own wedding. Things went wrong all over the place. We didn’t arrange for any sort of transportation from where the wedding/reception was to where various parties were taking place afterwards, etc. It was a tiring, confusing mess. We were exhausted, and we realized well in advance that the odds of having sex on our wedding night were extremely slim.
Nevertheless, WE DID!
There’s hope for all of you marids-to-be.
We had a hurricane hit during the (outdoor) reception of our wedding (luckily, we had a tent with sides and some brave guests…also, it was just a little hurricane). The wedding was at my parents’ house and we had planned to spend our first night at a hotel on a nearby island. The island, however, was evacuated. The airport that many of the guests (including all of our groomsmen) were flying out of was shut down. We ended up spending the first night of our marriage camped out on my parents’ living room floor with 6 guys…snoring, slightly damp, inebriated guys. The first few days of our honeymoon were spent with my husband’s parents. They had flown in from another country and we took them to D.C. to sightsee for a couple days. We were able to steal a few minutes while we were there…at least we had our own room!!
The site of the reception (small town in the Ozarks) was 45 miles from the hotel room (larger town in the Ozarks, this time with a Super 8). At the reception, Mrs. Rastahomie is too busy blabbing with her friends to concentrate on leaving and seriously getting down to business. It’s like 10:30 before we finally leave. Then, halfway to the hotel, Mrs. Rastahomie realizes she’s forgotten something :rolleyes:, so we turn around and go get it. It’s 11:45 before we’re checked into the hotel, and we’re both extremely zonked. However, since we abstained, we’re both quite, er, motivated, so to speak.
It was 12:45-ish before we fell asleep. So, technically, we didn’t do “it” on our wedding night, chronologically speaking, but we didn’t wait until the next sunrise to get the job done, either.
FWIW, it started raining about ten minutes before midnight on our wedding night. I understand that there’s an old superstition that says rain on your wedding day is supposed to be a blessing. It seems to have worked-- 3 years +!!!
My first husband and I did NOT have sex on our wedding night. He got drunk with his friends right after the ceremony and when I, the blushing bride of 17, came in wearing my new pink teddy he was passed out on the bed. With my second husband it was one of those, let’s go get our license today and that way when we’re ready we can get married - BAM I was married 2 hours later type deals. Sitting at the very small reception my sister managed to throw together later I commented how tired I was and that I only wanted to get to bed. The whole room cracked up because of the destroyed look on my new husband’s face. We hadn’t had sex before then so he was more than ready. So I went ahead and stayed up and boy was it worth it! I personally think that if it’s good when you get it, it don’t matter when you do it. With my first husband it would have never mattered IMHO.
We did, but it wasn’t the most memorable sex we’ve ever had. We got home at 2am and had to get up at 7 to catch a plane for our honeymoon, so we were kind of rushed.
HINT: Make plane reservations in the afternoon.
Well, I’m not sure, but maybe, on a technicality; it was after midnight. Of course we HAD been living together, so the mystique of the honeymoon night was not exactly at the top of our list. It was a night to party, after all, then consumate, and consumate, and…
Well, we got married at 5 in the afternoon, and did not follow the tradition of the groom not seeing the bride the morning of the wedding…
Does it count if it’s several hours BEFORE the wedding?
The actual night of - nope, too zonked. But we have been making up for it ever since