Friday, 13 May 2011

    So, being this pregnant (five months) is presenting some me with some difficulties. In the first three months I was naseous ALL the time, lived on rice crispies with full fat milk and cried at those adverts asking you to sponser a child for two pounds a day.

    Now I should be glowing and radiant and full of energy and wanting sex at any given opportunity but the reality is somewhat more boring. I will admit I'm no longer sleeping for 15 hours a day, so if that counts as having more energy then that box is ticked. And the clusterfuck of spots on my chin have shrunk so that is as close as I'm getting to glowing. But as for the sex bit, this is where it has got tricky. I'm all for sex olympics, you know where you do it all ways and it goes on for ages but when your back aches because of a new stange posture you've developed, you have a football sized bump which means you cant lie on your back for too long (makes me feel dizzy) and means no one can lie on you. (so thats missionary ruled out unless the other half maintains a kind of up press up position) And boobs, have I mentioned my boobs? They are normally a reasonable 32B with (so I'm told) an excellent shape and now they look like two half grapefruits stuck on my chest with ridiculiosly sensitive nipples. I am normally all for a bit of rough nipple play but now the mearest touch the wrong way can make me recoil as if poked in the eye.

    All the baby books tell you to approach sex while pregnant with a sense of humour, but I have a feeling that there's only so many times I can go 'ouch', 'oh not there', 'hang on, I've got to move' before the other half's sense of humour is temporarily lost.

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