*SEX* If you would rather not read about my sex life, you might want to move on, I wont be offended.
My husband and I have been together for 15 years. Throughout that 15 years, we've always had a pretty healthy sex life. There hasn't been a schedule, we don't "do it" on certain days of the week. We use to be very spontaneous about it. Then I got sick '99 and we had to take precautions about it. The days of being able to attack him or be attacked in the middle of day went to the wayside for my health. We had to shower before and be clean because I was very susceptible to getting ANY kind of bacteria and then get an infection..uuhhgg. Oh well, it's a life style change, not a huge one, but something we had to get use to. As the years went on, we fell into the pattern of showering before and it seemed normal to us.
Once the kids came into the picture, sex was put on the back burner for awhile. then my mom got sick and it was put even more onto the back burner. I remember coming home from the hospital and telling him that my mom was diagnosed with cancer and they doctors gave her 9 months. I remember collapsing into his arms and crying. I also remember that night him kissing me passionately and making love to me like it was the last thing we were ever going to do in our lives as a couple. Before that night, I had heard about couples "using" sex to get rid of the feeling of loss or grief. I had never thought it would work. I couldn't have been more wrong. During that time, I didn't once think about the day I had, I didn't think about the impending death of my mom, all I thought about was the feeling of my husband. His skin, his breath, us together. Everything went away, it was a beautiful moment.
During those few months when his grandfather passed away and my mother, we were so consumed with grief, we kind of lost touch as a couple. It's not like we stopped talking, but we just fell into a rut, I stopped sharing my feelings with him, thinking he didn't want to be "bothered". Then I tuned 31 and...WOW....
I hit my "sexual peak". We couldn't get enough of each other. We were like teenagers. We giggled, we had secrets, we'd sneak off, it was SO much fun. Now...still the same. Maybe not AS intense, but pretty close. We're still giggling, grabbing one another as we walk passed, we have our secrets and it's so much fun.
The best part of it is our closeness as a couple, oh and the teasing. He pulled his groin muscle and he is on "release rest". So guess what that means..I'm going to be a TERRIBLE tease and walk around in my bikini all day just to torture my beloved husband *evil laugh* It's going to a lot of fun and when he is off "release rest", I'm sure he'll get his revenge. But for now..oh the sweet taste of teasing him is in my mouth.