Okay. I'm sure of it now. There is a direct correlation between when Husband and I spend "adult time" together and when my pregnancy sciatica shows up.
DAMN IT!!!
So for an hour's worth of pleasure, I suffer the consequences of a day's worth of pain.
It's not fair. First, two rounds of "pelvic rest," and now this. What a joke. It's as if my body is saying, "Remember the last time you had totally normal sex? Well, you conceived a baby. And you are going to f___ing pay for that. Not just at the end either-- oh, no. You will pay during all nine months. Uncontrollable vomiting! Sweating like a pig! Farts galore! No more sex! And THEN the baby will rip you a new one! You'll never let a weenie near you again! Muh wah ha ha! Muh wah ha ha!"
Or that's what it seems like, anyway.
welcome to the glorious world of non-penetrative lovemaking! you could write a book.
ReplyDeleteit's obviously God's Way of telling you that sex is dirty.
i wish i could figure out just what exactly it is-- a position, penetration, doing something for a certain amount of time? if i could just avoid that ONE thing! :(
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