I’m feeling a sense of deja vu. I’m almost certain I’ve written this post before, after the LM was born. But what I’ve said before bears repeating…it is OKAY to “fail” at having sex.
Yesterday was my “six week” check-up, and I was thrilled to have been cleared for sex. Between being put on bed rest after having pre-term labor, and how lousy I’d been feeling prior to that, it had literally been MONTHS since I’d had penetrative sex. While I am a loud and enthusiastic supporter of alternative forms of intimacy between partners, it had been a while and I had a specific agenda for last night.
I may have talked a big game prior, texting my husband things things like how he should have a protein and carb rich lunch because I had high expectations for that night. But somehow between the errands and the parenting, while I did manage to shave my legs, I ran out of steam. I’m guessing that my (necessary, if I want chairs for our Thanksgiving party on Saturday) trip to IKEA was what tipped the balance into “far too tired” for me. For my husband’s part, while his enthusiasm got him home on the early side, he’d had a long day, too…coupled with hurting his foot.
We made an effort, but admitted that we were just too damn tired last night.
When you are a new parent (or a parent at all), there will be times when you want to have sex, you plan to have sex….and you don’t have sex.
Do not read too much into it. One failure (hell, 5 or 10 of them) doesn’t mean your relationship is doomed. It has changed (whether it’s your first kid or your 5th), and there are going to be bumps along the road.
When these failures occur, make a point of still being emotionally intimate with your partner and get some good cuddles in…even if you end up cuddling with a baby between you.