I'm at work, so pardon the dorky censored words. I just need to let some stuff out before I go crazy.
So H and I were watching 8 Mile Saturday night and during the Eminem/Brittany Murphy s3x scene, he turns to me and decides to inform me that our own s3x life is "getting boring."
What the heck am I supposed to do with that? It's kind of hard to be spontaneous a) when you have a kid and b)when you need about a gallon of lube to make it relatively comfortable. I got a little defensive and asked him what the heck he wanted me to do about it, given our current circumstances and he didn't really have a solution. I just love it when someone complains about a problem and doesn't have anything in mind to fix it. Personally, I was feeling rather victorious that I've been able to hold to my New Year's resolution of doing it once a week, and enjoying it, for the most part. (Once a week is a big deal since I'm slowly recovering from the lactationally-induced "issues" I've been having.)And honestly? I need "me time," and it's either that some nights or s3x, and generally I'd rather take that over even really good s3x. I've pretty much lost my identity as anything but a food source and a mom right now, so I need something to retain my sanity since I still haven't figured out when to fit in time to run, and that used to be my outlet.