You know what my husband hates about making babies? Timed sex. I really think he cringes a bit when I tell him, breathless with excitement (or high pitched with anxiety, as the months go on without a positive pregnancy test) that tonight is the night. He says that it takes all the romance out of it.
Now, see, there is a complaint I never thought my husband would have. He has even been known to say to me before, in these sessions, “I feel like all you want me for is my body!” Since when is that an issue?!
Of course, the last time we had to “try” to get pregnant was with our first child, back in 2008. Since then, we didn’t seem to have any problem, and two pregnancies are the proof of that statement. Now, though… we are back to our old tricks of timed intercourse, first on the day of ovulation and then every other day.
Now, I am not going to lie, back in 2008 I was a completely different person. Shocker, huh? And I was, shall we say, less interested in sex. Certainly less interested than my husband. Now though….
Anyway, these days it seems like more often than not my husband doesn’t happen to be in the mood when the stars align and I ovulate. So, I have invented a few techniques to get him there. I talk dirty, for example. Some sentences like, “Come on, give me thirty minutes now…and I will…do the dishes.” Or, “I know you’re tired…but I will let you play video games tomorrow night.” Or, his favorite, “I will play with you…and let…you win.”
Pretty romantic stuff there, huh? I hope I made you guys laugh, and maybe you can share your own techniques with me!