My husb’s freakin libido is driving me crazy! We can’t bump and grind because of the cerclage and my irritable cervix, so guess what that means…months and months of “kisses”. So I can’t get mine because orgasms are bad for high-risk pregnancies. I had one in my sleep and my uterus hurt like hell, freaked me out! So I have to suppress any urge or desire for that kinda lovin. My husb gets to have all the orgasms he can stand, must be nice. So all that feel-goodness should make him happy right? Hell no, because it’s not me making it happen, selfish bastard! The only thing I ask for to make me feel good is a massage and he keeps putting it off, “I’ll give you one tomorrow”. No massage = no kisses. Fair is fair.
So instead of getting my massage, husb does lots of housecleaning (dishes, laundry, vacuuming) and makes dinner which is great-n-all, but it ain’t my massage so don’t think any kisses are happening. I can do all that house crap on my own. What bothers me most is that my back hurts from carrying all these inflated milk ducts around and its like he’s just wondering when his next orgasm will be. At this point, I should hire a whore just to get him to leave me alone and a male maid to cook/clean plus give me my massages. Freakin’ libido!
