My husband is away on a camping trip “with the boys”, this is my last night alone with the kids and while I have managed alright the four nights he has been gone, it has got me to thinking of tomorrow night when he gets home.
We have two children and bearing that in mind I don’t think our current sex life is really that bad, granted my husband would say that he could still go it more often but what man wouldn’t?
We don’t have sex as often as we used to when our relationship was just beginning but isn’t that normal in every relationship? When you buy a new car you vacuum, wash and clean it every week ... are you still as devoted to the weekly cleaning ritual 12 months on, when the interior has lost that “brand new” car smell?
While I am getting older, have a few new character marks to my tummy and my boobs are starting to fail the gravity test, yet I don’t feel any less sexy than I did “pre children” so that isn’t the reason for the draining of quantity.
I admit that my husband and I should have quality sex more often, like when we first got together. But that was a different time in our lives, I had less responsibilities, I had no one relying on me to feed, bathe, play and clean them.
Most days I am exhausted by the time the kids go down to sleep and then I am fast following them to my own bed with the romantic thought of SLEEP, yes sleep. While sleep does come easy through pure exhaustion, I still wake eight hours later feeling sleep deprived as I have slept but not slept deep as one ear was open all night long listening for if the kids stirred.
Planning a time for “sex” sounds bad for a relationship but with children in a relationship as well and their routines to keep it seems the only way to have enjoying quality sex is to plan it. I know there will be nights when plans won’t work, when I have had the mother of all days with the kids and want just sleep or at least have ‘my space’ for a fraction of a moment and have nothing clinging to ANY part of my body. Those nights hopefully a ‘raincheck’ will be permitted.
Planning I guess is the wrong word here ... I aim to now have sex with my beautiful husband a minimum of three times a week and have two of those occasions at least be QUALITY rather than QUANITY.
What does that mean for my loving husband??? Guess who is now bringing in the washing, bathing and helping feed the kids three nights a week?
Goodnight all
Mummy I am ... Leesa is me