the reality of making babies is a far cry from the fantasy of lots and lots and lots of sex without the worry of contraception/accidently getting pregnant. the reality means no tea (as someone who has the reputation of drinking at least a 100 cups of tea a day at work, i'm not sure how i'm going to explain this), no alcohol (it's almost summer and summer means lots of chilled white wine except this summer it doesn't) and no notion of how long i have to deny myself these things (did i mention this it took two years to conceive me!). the sex also has to be scheduled so it can be fitted in somewhere between, for example, my doctors appointment and meeting friends in the pub. Scheduled sex is just not that sexy and neither is the fact that however much you try to think that it's just regular fun sex you can't push the thought out of your head that any second now you could be creating a whole new life.
on the other hand, this is pretty exciting stuff.
9:14 a.m. - June 07, 2006
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