Just us

Over the last few months I've been making a habit of watching Dr. Oz while working from home. And since the dreaded Oprah is on afterward, I usually leave it on if she has an interesting guest (interesting enough to make up for Oprah).

Today is a show about married couples who don't have sex. One woman was disgusted by the idea of kissing her husband and actually bartered items for sex: "If you take out the garbage, I'll have sex with you." "If you make the girls' lunches, I'll have sex with you," etc. She was disgusted by the idea of kissing because she kept thinking of her girls and being a mom though that if she gets turned on by someone then her girls will lose her. I guess something happened to her as a young girl. Her mother met a new man and married him, and as a 14 yr old girl she saw it as losing her mother to this man.

The other couple hadn't had sex in 2 1/2 years. She had been raped while in college by a boy she knew and never told anyone. Later in her marriage the stress of that burden began to wear on her, to the point where she no longer desired to put herself in that position. The effort was too much for her.

Both husbands in these instances were flabbergasted by their wives' mental states, but stuck it out. Both cases included completely tired mothers who couldn't handle juggling "mommy" and "wife", or couldn't separate the two personalities.

I just pray throughout our many years ahead together, that my sex life with my husband never takes a back seat. And apparently, just avoiding the "having kids" issue will make it a lot easier.

Just us.