My Roommate & I Have the Same Last Name
It's funny how this happens. I love him, he loves me. We are both attracted to each other, at least in theory. I say that because these days attraction often feels like a distant memory. It's there, and I know I've felt it before, but it was a long time ago (in a galaxy far far away...). Because who has the time and energy to deal with attraction — there is always something else to do. Ahem, aside from my husband, that is.
Don't get me wrong, I want to do it — just not now. Later is better. Yeah, I'll get to it later. The problem with later? It turns into never. And you know what never means...tell them what they've won Johnny: "You've won a brand new sexless marriage!" Dum dum dummmmmmmm. Um, excuse me, but I don't remember signing up for this. In fact, I don't even remember this being on the menu of options to choose from. A sexless marriage was never on my to-do list. How did this happen?
It's interesting how no one makes a conscious decision to go without sex. It's a thought that hangs out in the space between making love...and eventually I think it takes over. There's a major difference between sex before kids and sex after kids.
I hate to break it to you ladies, but if I've learned anything as a mom, it's that sex now takes effort.
The days of deciding between whether to pause our marathon sex session so we can actually eat something or continue and go another round are permanently over. Sorry. What, no one told you that? Well guess what — no one told me either. But I'm not giving up. I want a sex life. I just have to wrap my head around the fact that I need to give up the kind of sex life I used to have.
While this is sad, it's also true. And the sooner I accept this, the sooner I can get laid. And that's certainly something to strive towards. So, I need to accept that yes, in this new life sex does, in fact, take real effort. Even during the times my husband and I feel completely drained of the life force our love once had, it's still there. It's a few feet below the surface, and just needs a little water, sunshine and — dare I say love — to grow.
It's time to make the time, and put a pause on being busy and get busy with my man!
