The Preschool Block
You know how when you have been dying to have sex for weeks and every time you start something happens that prevents you from doing it and then like the gods are actually on your side your daughter goes to sleep, and your husband is home early, and your Aunt flow finally got the message that she had overstayed her welcome by about a week and you are feeling extremely hot despite the fact that for a month you have been feeling like something kicked your butt from the east cost to the west coast. And you and your husband are necking like you did before you had kids and gained so much weight your ass looks like it swallowed the tops of your thighs. And it’s hot and steamy like someone held a seminar on foreplay and both you and your hubby took a refresher course. And as you and your hubby lose yourselves in what is shaping up to be the best sex that you’ve had in a long time and just as things really start to get intense there is a pounding on your bedroom door and a scream from a toddler who is half-asleep but thinks that her bed is on fire. And the fire that was burning in your bedroom loses steam and you are left to blog about what could have been?
Well, I managed to get my post in on time. Happy freaking NaBloPoMo!
Lmao! Hysterical! I so know what you mean…. sometimes fitting in a lil bit of lovin’ is definitely a challenge, and I sometimes wonder just how easy it really will be for us to get preggers with baby #2, with having to sneak it in and get it in on the babe’s schedule.
I feel like she is my Mom and I am a 12 year old trying to get a hickey so everyone will think I am cool. It’s frustrating. LOL
More effective than a cold shower.