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You know it’s bad when you’re husband says he misses the day’s when we had spontaneous sex. Meaning awesome, fun, glorious sex! And that this everyday thing is getting to him, too. Maybe it was a bad idea. It is hard to have sex everyday. We have a newborn, and 3 young children, we live at my parents, and we are trying to get our work life in order. No worries. No stress. No pressure.

I was super tired last night and finally went to bed by midnight telling my husband to wake me up when he comes to bed. He tried to wake me up for 15 minutes, he said, by tickling my back and body. I finally came to at 1:05 am with a “what are you doing?”. I was not irritated like I usually am when woken up, but a tiny bit bugged, but barely. I knew what we were committed to, so I was fine.

We talked for a while and snuggled. We started kissing and playing with each other. I have to admit I wasn’t totally all there, or into it, and maybe that contributed to the outcome. DH was getting hard but was not getting hard enough for a good while. I was not in the mood to go down on him or make any drastic moves to get some horny on. It’s not that I hated it or wasn’t into it, I just wasn’t giving my A game. DH started to get frustrated and basically stopped because he knew that it wasn’t going to happen for him tonight, or at the moment.

We stopped officially. We snuggled, DH started tickling my back and we talked about it. We were sad, but understood that it is not going to be roses everyday or easy to “bring it on” every night. We decided that we need to make a conscious effort to have sex during the day when our two kids are at school and our baby is asleep. This midnight – 2 am in the morning thing has got to go!

Three Weeks of Sex! Who’d a thunk it? We were talking earlier today about how even when we were first together, we probably didn’t have sex every day for three weeks straight. Two weeks straight, maybe. I didn’t quite know what to expect when we started this experiment and to be honest, I wasn’t certain that we would make it this far without missing a day. But here we are!

I was putting #3 to bed around 8:30, sitting in the rocking chair to calm him and I fell asleep before he did. DW wakes me when she takes him from my arms to the crib. Even though I feel a twinge of guilt for going to bed early, I take her suggestion and hit the hay. I am counting on her waking me up when she comes to bed and pleased when she does.

It is around midnight and #3 has awoken for a feeding and been put back in his crib. I am a little surprised when DW asks me to get Lelo out of the drawer. I thought she had given up on it. But tonight is to be a great night because Lelo gives her not one, not two, but three neck-snapping orgasms! Horray! The way Lelo works, DW has to be in just the right mood and I guess today was the day. I had been feeling bad that she hadn’t cum for several days. I always get a silly grin on my face because I love to be there when she orgasms. It really turns me on.

After her second “O”, I go inside her and she is still using Lelo to try for a the third. I can feel the vibe through her body and every once in a while it pushes against the top of my penis, sending the vibrations all the way down my shaft to the tip. If she wasn’t trying to cum again, I might ask her to keep pushing it on me to see how it changes my orgasm. But after a little bit she cums again and a moment later, so do I.

We are both totally stoked!

Holy crap! And sing Praises! I finally had an orgasm! In fact, three!!! Thank the Laawd!

My darling, hard working, sleep deprived husband needed a break. I made him go to bed at 9:00 pm. I cleaned the kitchen and house, finished a post, and came to bed at midnight.

The baby woke up and so did the husband. I fed the baby and DH put the baby back to bed. We were both up and ready to roll. I was so glad and I am sure DH was so glad that he got a little nap. I wasn’t sure how we were going to have sex this night with DH going to bed so early without me. But it worked out to our advantage.

This night was a night that I was horny. I can’t always know when I will be horny, it strikes when I least expect it. I mean, when I get into sex I get horny, but this was the ‘before sex horny’. I’ve been ovulating for a week or so it seems, totally clueless on what’s going on with my body right now). It could’ve been the, ‘it was just the right time and hitting all the right places on my body horny’, or the ‘I’m ovulating horny’. I don’t know which.

I know when DH is horny or really getting turned on because he breathes differently. Haha. It’s true. I don’t think I’ve ever told him this. But it is true. There is a different breathing pattern he has that I know is the ‘Holy fuck he is turned on’.

I ask DH to go get the Lube and the LELO. Both of them a ‘just in case, ya never know’. Hell, I’ll try the Lelo tonight! I’m feeling crazy! I go ahead and try the vibrator tonight and Wabam, shazam, orgasm! I hit it over the top! Finally! It was pretty dang quick and easy breezy. I say without hesitation, “I’m having another”. I try for a second, better than the first! I try for a third, three’s a charm!

Aaaaah! Finally! I crossed over the damn hump! I guess I was horny enough to have some orgasms. Horny enough to have the Lelo work. It was easy to reach orgasm. It didn’t stress me out or give me a headache. Just pure bliss and a release of some damn good hormones!

I don’t even remember what was happening with my partner tonight. I guess I had sex brain, it’s all a little foggy after my orgasms. Seriously, clueless. 🙂

Nothing says sexy like being covered in shit. And nothing says “Oh Shit” like hearing a loud gurgling noise coming from the bathroom. And nothing says “SHIT” like spending four hours draining the house’s backed up plumbing, cleaning out clogged pipes, and then washing the floors and counter tops where all of the sewer water had flooded. And then I crawl into bed at 3:00 AM.

Don’t get me wrong, I love sex, even at 3 AM, but this time I am exhausted and just want to go to sleep. Duty calls though, and we did commit to this challenge. Thank God my DW is a trooper and as soon as I get showered and into bed, she is working on my penis. Within no time at all, she has gotten me hard and is sucking on me like a porn star. The tiredness begins to fade just a little and this feels great. But the fog of exhaustion is constantly battling with my libido for control over my mind. Twice, I catch myself almost passing out but being kept in the game by my awesome wife.

We transition to straight sex and things are good. She is tight and wet. (I think she is ovulating and that always makes for a slippery va-gi-gi.) The good feeling is there but the exhaustion is winning and my back is hurting from spending so much time bent under the sink. It takes a lot longer than I would hope and eventually I have to throw in the towel.

We snuggle up together and I tickle her back for as long as I can…. But I am sure I was asleep in mere seconds.

A huge part of me thinks that we would never have sex if it wasn’t for me. That’s true. If I didn’t or don’t want to, we don’t have sex. But it is also true that if DH didn’t want to have sex we would not have sex either. He’s 1/2 the equation here. He has a say, too. For it, or against it.

I don’t know if it was a more tired day than others, the fact that I fell asleep sitting up in the couch with my mouth open at 4pm, which never happens, or that we finally got into bed at midnight. Tonight sucked. The whole thing was bad.

Same scenario as the night before, baby asleep in our room, white noise going, pitch black, completely perfect for a romantic evening, right? We are exhausted and I think, let’s just do this. I ask him if he just wants to go in me. He says, “Is that what you want to do?” yes… okay no. So I grab the LELO and have at it. Nothing. Then DH starts caressing me and starts with the breast area. Right now that is not a good place to start. I’ve told him a million times my nipples are on fire and have daggers living in them right now. I am feeling anxiety hoping that he doesn’t touch my nipples. Then he slides down to my tummy and that is super ticklish so I push his hand away. It was a complete natural response. It may have felt like I hit his hand away. Well, that wasn’t good. He stops touching me, it’s not working for me. I apologize and start to explain what was going on for me and that it was my issue and let’s get back into it. I may have pretty much killed the mood, so I stop the Lelo and turn over.

I guess we are not going to do it tonight. I was irate, pissed, mad at myself and mad at him. He doesn’t do anything to try to get things going again. He closes up and says nothing. He finally breaks the silence and says that he feels I don’t want to talk to him. Yes, I don’t want to talk but I am still in this commitment and want to have sex everyday. It’s important. Why doesn’t he try to start it up again? He knows I am in this. I started the sex. I said I was sorry and tried to maturely talk to him about what was going on with me, and not to do that again. It doesn’t mean that it is over. But nothing is said, he doesn’t respond, so I turn over. Pretty much what happens when we get in a fight. Typical. Lame. I’m hurt, and I am sure he is hurt.

The baby starts crying and wakes up, so DH gets him and I feed him. I think, well, after I feed the baby we’ll DO IT. Time will heal. Then the SNORE. It’s over, he is asleep, done for the night, not happenin’, nada. I am sad.

Next baby wake up call is at 3:30am. I feed him. I can’t sleep. I haven’t slept well all night since we didn’t have sex. Sick to my stomach. I’ve committed to something in my life right now, and I want to stick to it. Even if we are so mad at each other. Hate each other. What an experiment to keep having sex through all of that. HUH? Don’t you think? I was mad at him earlier in the day and thought, no way in hell are we having sex tonight. Maybe that’s what started this? Be careful what you say, you might just get it! I think it’s an awesome thought to have sex even though you don’t want to or are mad at each other. What happens to your relationship? Does it help? Hurt? Remove the hate and pain? Make you forget what happened? Even though I don’t want to have sex during those times of hatred, sadness and anger, I still want to have sex. We’ve never done this before. How great to try!

After I ask DH to get baby to his bed after second feeding he goes to the bathroom. Perfect. He won’t have to pee while having sex which usually distracts him. When he gets back to bed, he is instantly snoring. I tell myself 100 times to go wake him up to try to have sex. I finally get over there, about 4am. He moans with goodness that I am snuggling him. I start to caress him and play with him and get him hard. Believe me, this is not easy to do since I am still feeling mad and hurt. We turn over and he is on top of me, since usually this is the best position for him, and we go at it. I am wet,I AM WET and it’s feeling good and I am getting turned on. And from experience he loves me to wake him up in the middle of the night to have sex. He is always turned on . I know he is liking it, but he is not loving it. I can just tell that it’s probably not going to happen for him. But I think, no, eventually there will be a turning point. I ask DH if it is hurting him(like his back or knees), and he says no, but then he reveals that it’s not happenin’ for him and that he’s sorry.

Ouch. I am sad and hurt again. This never happens. I can remember one or two times that this has happened in our 13 year relationship. And it’s usually because we already did it that day, or his back is really hurting. Not because of a fight or that we were mad or hurt at each other. Hmmm….sad. It could be that it’s been 9 days straight of having sex. But I don’t believe that. His penis is mad at me.

I turn over and try to go to sleep. And I eventually do.