It had been quite a while since we had a whole night to ourselves, and I’m not talking about days or weeks. I mean months.
Its been months since Zac and I had time to enjoy each other’s company without any distractions and worries. We went from being this young hot sexy couple, who went on random vacations and fucked around on every piece of furniture we could find to a tired, boring couple who’s in bed by 9pm.
Don’t get me wrong, we wouldn’t trade our kids for anything in the world. But it has definitely taken a toll on our sex life. Between the sleepless nights, the constant need for attention and occasional crying our sexual interest seems to have dimmed away. Luckily though, we’re still very much in love, it’s just a different kind of love. The “babe, why don’t you sleep in the spare bedroom tonight while I take care of the kids?” type of love, or the “let me rub your feet” kind of love. Mushy and comforting type. But despite us coping so well with our new norm, we both definitely miss the times we had before.