My name is Jenn, and I'm a 27 year old married and babied chick. In addition to a husband, a seven year old daughter, and a five year old autistic son, I also have four cats, three hermit crabs, two frogs, a few fish, and one snorty little Pug. I work from home doing a variety of writing and even some web design. I love blogging, digital photography and web design.
Date: February 12, 2007 at 8:07pm
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Our sex life has gone down the crap shoot. Three months ago we were having sex two and three and four times a week. For the past seven weeks or so we’ve been having sex once. a. week. Oy. These past two weeks I can contribute with the constant stress that comes with being uncertain about the future of our living situation. But before? Beats me.
We’ve promised one another to have sex every single day of Dan’s vacation. I don’t know why the frequency cut down… when we have sex, it’s spectacular. It’s not dull; it’s mind blowing. But in between the sex, I don’t even think about sex. I always hated women who said that… and now I’m one of them.
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