mad crazy week.
midterms.
presentations.
15 page papers.
oh my.

soooo glad it's over.
school sucks satan's scrotum.

speaking of scrotums, sex is not so fun anymore.
before the expanding waist line and leaky boobs, we were having sex up to 4 times a day.
and it was great each and every time.
fucking was fun.

now, i still wanna fuck, i just have a lot of shit to complain about that makes it not so fun for me or J.
-i'm fat. i look horrible in lingerie now.
-if you even look at my tits, those sumbitches start leaking. and that's a problem i don't see going away any time soon. just fucking lovely.
-if i'm on top for too long, i get motion sickness. then, baby jesus weeps.
-i can't swallow anymore. fuck you, my baby is not snacking on daddy's love mayonnaise. it's too close to incest and i'm not having that shit.
-there's no more punching of the ovaries. you will never begin to understand how much i miss it. before, he was fucking me senseless. now he's all, "wait! stop! is that too hard? i don't wanna hurt the baby."
bitch! why do you have to be so considerate and caring when i'm trying to cum?
and stop touching my goddamn stomach all the time! i know there's a baby in there, i don't need to be reminded of that.
-and do i really need to explain what vaginal discharge does for the libido? just typing 'vaginal discharge' is sickening.

and it's only gonna get worse.
i was worried about our sex life going down the shitter after having a kid, but it sucks now and i'm only 15 weeks pregnant.
i have five more months of this shit to endure.
and people wonder why i'm so depressed.
i'm not getting any; and when i do, i don't enjoy it and know he's not enjoying it!
it sucks.

i see some uncontrollable crying over 1)being sexually frustrated and 2)not being able to fully satisfy J in bed in the very,very, VERY near future.
like, now.

Labels: baby business, my love

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