I Love You, Husband, but Please Don’t Touch Me
9 years ago
Dear Husband,
I love you. Let's just open with that, OK? Because it's important for you to remember. Just please, please don't try to have sex with me right now. Understand that if I recoil at your tender nudge in bed at the end of the day, it's not a reflection of you or my love for you. I need you to know that it won't be like this forever, but right now, I'm more interested in having a glass of wine or binge-watching a mindless show on Netflix than participating in an act we used to regularly enjoy. The reason for this? The kids we created from that same fun act.
Our children are on me all day, every day. One constantly asks to sit with me, snuggle with me, or have their butt wiped by me, while the other is literally sucking on my boob at all times. I love them dearly and wouldn't trade them for the world, but . . . it can be exhausting. By the time I get both of them fed, bathed, and in bed, the last thing I want is to be close to another human ..