Nope. I almost forgot my lines but recovered. My husband backed his chair up so far he almost fell off the altar; I forgot to take off my engagement ring and move it to my right hand, so I had to do some prestidigitation at the moment of truth, and I hugged everybody except my matron of honor. I got her later, though.
15 years.
Not so much nervous as impatient to be DONE with it all. I’m not wild about formal ceremonies and such, they kinda make me cringe. Plus since Husband-To-Be and I had been together for 11 years by that point (at least 6 of those cohabitating), the marriage was pretty much a formality, and an excuse for my parents to throw a minor shindig.
That was in 1991, and we are still married. To each other even!
Not very (mostly about having to give a speech afterwards), and it worked out fine.
Nervous as hell. My stomach was upset because I was so nervous, and I was living on Tums. I had nightmares. One that I particularly remember was that it was time for me to go down the aisle, and I didn’t have my shoes. Obviously that wouldn’t do, so I had to go out to my car to get them. The synagogue parking lot had somehow expanded to the size of Disney World’s parking lot, and I could see my car, but I couldn’t get to it. Finally the rabbi came out and told me it was four hours late for the wedding, everybody was mad at me, and he was going home.
I’ve had “not having my shoes” nightmares before. I used to have them in high school around final exam time. I think this may be my censored version of the “naked in public” dream, because I can’t ever remember having that one. Mr. Neville jokes that my dreams obey the Production Code.
This August, it will be seven years that I’ve been married. I love being married. I always thought I would- I never liked dating.
I occasionally have dreams where I have to go through another wedding. I’m always relieved when I wake up from them and realize that I’m married and I never have to do a wedding again. I did the wedding because I thought my relatives and his would like to have a wedding, which they did. If I had it to do over again, though, I think I’d have a much, much smaller, much more casual, wedding. Maybe have the religious ceremony but just go out to dinner with the immediate family afterwards instead of having a reception. Or maybe just get married at City Hall and go out to dinner with the immediate family afterwards.
I am very nervous about anything that requires me to perform in public. What’s always running through my head is “don’t screw up, I’m going to screw this up somehow, somebody’s going to notice something I’m doing wrong”. I hate being the center of attention- I prefer to be in the background, so it’s less obvious if I screw up.
Not nervous at all, why would you be unless its about something goofy happening?
If you’re nevous about the decision, maybe you made it too early?
oh, …40 years.
First marriage: I must have been nervous, as I don’t really remember the ceremony. I remember well the big wet smooch one of her friends gave me afterwards though. 21 years.
Second marriage: Not nervous at all. Going on our 18th year.
I was once involved in a wedding where the bride kinda flipped out about everything, to the point that she actually was making herself sick. They did a lot of DIY projects, which is great, but she still wanted everything to be perfect and didn’t really do the organizational work ahead of time to make it all perfect and smooth sailing. So there were lots of loose ends, and drama, up to the day-of.
But it was absolutely no reflection on their marriage, if anything it showed how well suited they are that they could stay on the same page from beginning to end. Once things got rolling and the music started, it was a beautiful event.
Not nervous at all. Stressed as all hell and ready to climb a clock tower with a rifle the very next time someone complained about anything, but not nervous. We’ve been married 7 and a half years.
I did, however, have a brief freakout shortly after we got engaged. I was putting a pizza in the oven when the enormity of it all swept over me in a wave and I had to sit there on the floor hyperventilating for a bit. Then I got up, ate my pizza, and didn’t have any other issues.
Very much not nervous.
Married for 17+ years, separated 2007, divorced 2008.
I wasn’t nervous at all. I had been so irritated with the planning process as it happened around me I was glad it was finally over.
Married for 8 years, split up last October, just to fill in points on the chart.
I was nervous, but then, I always get nervous whenever I’m waiting for anything to happen. I get nervous when I’m waiting for a bus at a bus stop. So it wasn’t anything out of the ordinary for me.
Our marriage is doing fine.
Heck yes, I was nervous. It’s a big commitment. The public ceremony aspect doesn’t bother me, but “till death do us part” worried me.
28 years (so far).
Regards,
Shodan
One wedding, with a justice of the peace and 2 witnesses (4 if you count our 2 kids). I wasn’t nervous at all before the wedding - we’d been together for 7 years, and just had our second daughter, and we figured we may as well get married for the tax break. Romantic, eh?
However, I did get a little verklempt when we said our vows.
Not at all nervous or anxious about starting a life with another person; we both knew that we were basically destined for each other. But we had spent months planning every little detail for a big lavish expensive wedding and we were both a little anxious that we had thought of everything, hadn’t forgotten to arrange for the necessary handicap facilities for aging relatives, made sure everyone had transportation to and from all venues, that sort of thing. Twelve years & two kids and still going strong.
Right before the ceremony began I’m in the sacristy and the guests are filing in and taking their positions in the pews and the music was playing and I realized I hadn’t given any thought to what I wanted to say to the guests, many of whom had come from far and wide to be with us that day, and I had asked the priest to give me a couple minutes to give a general ‘thank you’ to everyone at the mic, and I hadn’t prepared anything. So I was a little nervous about that, but more along the lines of “hm… what should I say to these people?”, nothing really stressful.
How nervous were you for your wedding and how did the marriage work out?
Not the least bit, and so far so good after 40 years, 4 weeks, 5 days.
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Neither I nor my husband were nervous, and our marriage is great. My brother was so nervous I thought we’d have to prop him up at the altar to keep him from passing out, and his marriage is great. My sister wasn’t nervous at all and she’s now divorced (we were all nervous for her, though).
I think whether you’re nervous has more to do with your own personality and constitution than whether your marriage is fated to be good or bad.
I’m not at all the nervous sort, but I spent my entire engagement kind of freaked out. I was very nervous indeed beforehand and remember asking my husband-to-be, 5 minutes before the ceremony, “Are you sure this is a good idea?” He just grinned and said yes. Once it was over I was perfectly fine, had no regrets whatsoever, and had a great day. We have been very happily married for 14 years and it only gets better, despite some quite rough times we’ve been through.
I think I had gotten into a habit of a generalized fear of marriage (started when a boyfriend kind-of proposed when I was 17). The whole engagement, I knew it was a good idea to marry him, I was just quite freaked out by the whole thing as well. Luckily Dangerguy was sensible about this and took it in stride.
Not particularly nervous, nor my wife. Successful? So far so good. Ask me after the second 46 years.
We semi-eloped (went to Tahoe, took only our parents and some close friends) and I wasn’t nervous at all. This was back in 2004, and we’re still married, buying our second house (I guess we technically bought the first before we were married) and have a really cool kid.
Well, it turns out that the wedding may be off. So I guess my concern was right even if the evidence wasn’t what I thought it was!