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Two professional women: both married with kids and both juggling clients, reports, potty training, packed lunches, chores, dogs, cats, errands, husbands and …”what was that you said? SEX?”
That three-letter word that once was so frequent, so liberating, so yummy has been sidelined in a sea of life, work and snot.
It is time.
Time to put sex back on a pedestal by injecting some extra spice into our relationships.

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So here is the skinny…. as the Mission: Do It journey went live on the worldwide web, it seemed that wasn’t the only thing crackling to life.  I think the week we exhausted ourselves by doubling the charm   it wasn’t the just the Duke and me getting frisky – our reproductive organs were too.  Lo and behold a Mission: Do It bun in the oven was conceived.

Fast forward three months, I am now coming in at 17 weeks pregnant and now can no longer hide the protruding pooch.  The fact I am still pregnant is wonderful  news.  With three previous miscarriages I am classed as high risk and until a week ago I hadn’t completely allowed myself to think this will happen for fear of being let down.  But in 2/3 weeks, if all is still going as planned the doctors will class me as normal.  How I long to be normal.

But how does this relate to Mission: Do It?  Well finding the word “sexy” and putting that into action whilst battling all-day sickness and exhaustion for 10 weeks has been an uber-challenge.  Whilst Mr & Miss Lee have been cutting a swathe through their sex life, for the Duke & Duchess we have had to turn old habits on their head and work with what we had. Evenings were a wash-out, mornings had to be capitalized on.  As noted in previous posts, this is not the strongest time of day in the Duke/Duchess household but it was either that or tumbleweed flying through our nether regions and that just wouldn’t do.   So imagine my relief 10 days ago when I started to feel better!  The nausea subsided and  I actually made it to 10pm.  Miracles can happen.  Clearly, I was entering into my blooming second trimester  – it was only a matter of hours/days before our sexual reawakening!

But then came the 16 week scan.   Fret not all was well with the baby ,which of course is the most important part to all this, but the doc tells me I have placenta previa.  This can happen to a lot of women, he says.  I am not alarmed. Then he follows this with no heavy lifting and no sex ….my head turns towards him …. for a month he says….my head pivots a la the crazed girl in THE EXORCIST.  He then apologizes to the Duke.  Whoa, whoa, whoa I think loudly to myself.  Doc, you blatantly don’t know I am one half of a sex blog and trying to embark on my very own sexy revolution and there you are apologizing to the Duke?!  This will not do. Of course this is all internalized.  The doc has no idea I am battling with my own placenta previa purely from a sexual point of view.   As if to re-iterate the point, my regular OB/GYN calls me the next day to remind me NO SEX!  Crikey.  They really don’t want me to do it.  What a journey this is: sex full speed, sex half speed, sex no speed. Yikes, it’s time now to get creative.

 

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