How hard is sex these days?! I mean really. I’m amazed that anyone ever has another baby. Not because of the crying or the lack of cash or sleep but because finding time and energy to have actual real-life sex is so, so, so hard. Deciding to have sex is like waking up at 6.00am, hearing the rain piss down outside, anxiously checking the monitor and breathing a sigh of relief when the Small is still sleeping and thinking, “I know, I’ll get up and go for a run.” It’s just that, when you’re so tired and busy and well, really really tired, there’s just a million other things to do first. Continue reading

Let’s Talk About Sex

Recently, I’ve discovered a new truth. Having sex these days is like going to the gym. You don’t want to go and it may take all your will power to get there, but once you’re on the treadmill it’s the best feeling you’ve had in ages. All of a sudden, you don’t feel tired anymore, you don’t worry about the work you haven’t done, the surfaces you haven’t cleaned, the dirty nappies bins you haven’t emptied…you’re just really glad you came (to the gym!) and, well, don’t you feel better for it? Continue reading

Post-pregnancy cherry popping

Let’s talk about firsts. We all remember our first kiss (come to think of it, I actually don’t but I have a feeling it was a rough and tumble affair at a Young Farmer’s Ball and I’d drunk too much cider but, enough of that…) we all remember the first time we fell in love, the first time we bumped uglies with someone but once you emerge from the fog of pubescence, the firsts tend to slow down. Continue reading