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WHY CAN'T WE HAVE MORE SEX?

WHY CAN'T WE HAVE MORE SEX?

If you had told me five years ago that I would be having sex one or twice ever other week I would have snorted and laughed in your face      silly.  I've always had sex, always loved it and always planned on having it up till the ripe old age of 100.  But my plans got spoiled by the little people, who you say are the little people, you know the rugrats, crumpsnatchers or better known as our children.  A little background.  I have an older daughter who was in college at the time five years ago, and I was having a jolly old time.  Swinging from the chandaliers almost every night, and properly scaring my neighbors.  Then I met my "sigh" my mr. wonderful, who by the third date was talking children, marriage.  It was frankly quite crazy and scary at the same time.  But momma didn't raise no fool, I knew a good man when I see one, and oh he was.  Two months later we were shacking up to the amazement of family and friends.  Three months later I was pregnant, we were over the moon.  It was great, my boobs got big, we were doing everynight and everyday, all over the place, I was in my own personal heaven.  As I got bigger, it just got better, he loved every minute of my I can't see my feet, can't tie my shoe, can't put lotion on.  He was there every minute making me happy and I was waddling in the love, like a pig in Sh*t.

But then reality set in ,the baby came, and at first we were still getting it on.  Breast milk squirtting all over the place didn't stop our flow.  Still as time went on and she got bigger, the sleep issues began.  We would try to sneak around her naps and that worked for a awhile, but the bigger she got, the harder the sneak.  She is now four years old, and he works at night.  So we try to schedule the nooky on his two days off, so how is that working? its not, many times we are both tired and say we'll do it tomorrow for sure and then tomorrow comes and we didn't do the deed.

So what I know for sure is beside be sleep deprived, I'm sex deprived.  I WANT MORE, LOTS MORE.  When we do it its great, its stupendous, wonderful and just makes you want more but, thats the thing, sometimes there just ain't more to get. 

Well whats a women to do, I don't know. 


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