So, there’s one thing about pregnancy that is really weird to me. And it’s not true with everyone, I’m sure, but it drives me nuts.
And Mom, this is probably not a post for you.
When Bryan and I went on our first “official” date.. the kind where you are allowed to kiss at the end.. I made that first move. I lunged at him from the passenger seat of his Pathfinder and planted one on him. Why? Because he would not make a move! He was sitting over there, trembling, while I practically leaned over while licking my lips. It could not have been easier. But he was too scared.
Since then, he has not been timid.
Well, because he is a complete and total gentleman, he knows that 90% of the time, I’m not really into sex right now. I feel GUH-ROSS, fat, bloated, gassy, exhausted.. and did I mention fat? All of those things do not make a very sexy-feeling Sarah. So most nights, we cuddle, and I rub his back, and he plays with my hair until we both fall asleep.
What sucks is that.. well.. I have to make the move now. And don’t misunderstand.. that is a VERY COOL part of pregnancy. My hormones are through the roof. So when the mood hits, I’m close to carniverous about it. But making that first move? VERY difficult for me.
And it never fails that while I’m trying to build up the courage to do something as small as kiss my husband who I’m madly in love with, one of us will fall asleep. And yes, sometimes, it’s me.
God love him, I know he’s feeling like a camel right about now. But it’s just hard. I gotta work on it. I’m sure he’s gonna think that this is some passive-aggressive attempt at getting some nookie, but it’s really not. It’s really me coming to realize that I’ve had it so good for so long that this is stupidly hard.Â
Things I would normally do to entice him, I can’t do now. I can’t come to bed drunk. I don’t want to come to bed naked (my breasts are HUGE). I stopped writing professional porn last month. I got nuthin’.
Thoughts?
You need a signal for him…you know like a special night shirt or if I turn you pillow sideways…something so he knows you are interested and you want him to make a move.
The signal suggestion is a good one. I do, however, have to ask a question. And this might totally be a guy thing, but if your breasts are huge, why not use those bad boys to your advantage? I mean, guys usually want two things: something cold to drink and something naked to look at!
Oh, there’s no doubt that they could be lethal. I wore a button down to Pinoke one day last weekend and CONSTANTLY kept “busting out”. It was awful.
I’m sure Bryan is thrilled. They just feel heavy and cumbersome to me. (Note to self: cancel boob job.)
That’s one thing I’m not looking forward to… how can mine get any bigger????
Yeah, this is so not a problem. You just, umm, say it. Guarantee that’s all he’ll need.