Since when did sex become a chore, something you have to pencil into your diary. Is this the case for other new parents, or couples in long term relationships? Maybe, someone who’s been affected by trauma? Could it be that I’m doing it wrong or that my heart’s not in it anymore? All I know is, I want my sultry sex life back.
One of the hardest parts about relationships is trying to keep the romance alive. The reality is, couples could easily live past each other. Some days I don’t remember kissing Nick goodnight or talking to him at all. I don’t have time for lengthy convos especially when I’m tired and just want to chill on my phone. Selfish, but true!
How did I fix this? How did I tackle it head on? Speaking about sex openly is seen as taboo BUT why? These are real problems that real couples face. People have sex, don’t raise your brow just because you too uptight to acknowledge it. My dilemma was the quality and quantity, because…..
Good sex matters.
I want to bond, connect. For me it’s more emotional than physical. I want to marry his soul time and time again. Make a memory. Share a moment.
Date nights, yes hunny. Staying in or going out, for one night I’m getting dressed and pretending we don’t join our income. I’m choosing the most expensive dish on the menu or flirting while his cooking in his underpants. I’ll wait for that car door to open and smile when his hand gently touches my tush. I’ll have two glasses of wine because I ain’t driving.
Also, I’m not breastfeeding, tonight these full juicy boobs are all his.
Tomorrow I’ll go back to nagging about the dirty socks on the bedroom floor. Yip. Women nag and life with me ain’t rosy. There are days when he works on my last nerve and I just smaak to be single again. Then I remember what I’ve had to endure before I met him. This is the man I choose to love and on that rare occasion we don’t just make love, he french kisses my soul.