Today on my drive into work, I was thinking that my son's bedtime stories are interfering with my love life. On my husband's nights off, our son insists that his daddy read the stories at bedtime, but also that I be there to enjoy them. I can't blame the little guy, as he doesn't get to spend a lot of time with both of his parents at the same time. The only place in the house that we can all snuggle close for story time is on the bed that Jeff and I share. My son, baby night owl that he is, stays wide awake and riveted while Jeff reads aloud the adventures of Biscuit the puppy dog and Thomas the Tank Engine. I, on the other hand, usually fall asleep a few pages into the first book.
"We couldn't make him a baby brother even if we were trying," Jeff commented last night.
"No kidding. When was the last time we had sex, anyway?" I asked him, "October?"
He couldn't recall.
"You could wake me up after you put him to bed," I suggested.
"I've tried. It's like trying to wake up a dead person."
He's got a point. If you need proof that opposites attract, Jeff and I are a great example in dozens of ways, including the manners we each sleep. Jeff takes at least an hour to fall asleep, and once he does snooze off he is a light sleeper: if anyone so much as opens up the door to a room he is in, he will rouse. For me, the act of putting my head on a pillow is all that it takes for me to drift off to the Land of Nod, and I've been known to sleep through a tornado passing within feet of my window (everyone else said it sounded like a freight train about to slam into the house).
"Well, if you like you could try it with me asleep. I bet I'd wake up halfway through it."
He made a face. "That's just creepy, honey."
"Yeah, but our sex life has reached the point that it's sad. Is creepy really worse than sad?"
Jeff thinks that it is. To his mind, sex with a sleeping woman is a little closer to necrophilia than he likes to tread. Because of this, he plays the role of father toward everyone in the house, including his wife. He reads me stories that put me to sleep, then carries our son off to his own bed as he protests that he's not at all sleepy and wants more stories. Sometimes I wake up a little when Jeff comes back in our room to tuck me in and give me a goodnight kiss, but most of the time I sleep through all of that, too.
It's a pity is that story time does not have the same effect on my toddler as it does on me, and that I am not as wired and excited by bedtime stories as my 3 year old. If this were the case, my sex life would be as hot as the steam in Thomas the Tank Engine's steam whistle, and as smoldering as his coal furnace.
As is stands, my kid's bedtime stories are getting in the way of me getting a good roll in the hay.
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"We couldn't make him a baby brother even if we were trying," Jeff commented last night.
"No kidding. When was the last time we had sex, anyway?" I asked him, "October?"
He couldn't recall.
"You could wake me up after you put him to bed," I suggested.
"I've tried. It's like trying to wake up a dead person."
He's got a point. If you need proof that opposites attract, Jeff and I are a great example in dozens of ways, including the manners we each sleep. Jeff takes at least an hour to fall asleep, and once he does snooze off he is a light sleeper: if anyone so much as opens up the door to a room he is in, he will rouse. For me, the act of putting my head on a pillow is all that it takes for me to drift off to the Land of Nod, and I've been known to sleep through a tornado passing within feet of my window (everyone else said it sounded like a freight train about to slam into the house).
"Well, if you like you could try it with me asleep. I bet I'd wake up halfway through it."
He made a face. "That's just creepy, honey."
"Yeah, but our sex life has reached the point that it's sad. Is creepy really worse than sad?"
Jeff thinks that it is. To his mind, sex with a sleeping woman is a little closer to necrophilia than he likes to tread. Because of this, he plays the role of father toward everyone in the house, including his wife. He reads me stories that put me to sleep, then carries our son off to his own bed as he protests that he's not at all sleepy and wants more stories. Sometimes I wake up a little when Jeff comes back in our room to tuck me in and give me a goodnight kiss, but most of the time I sleep through all of that, too.
It's a pity is that story time does not have the same effect on my toddler as it does on me, and that I am not as wired and excited by bedtime stories as my 3 year old. If this were the case, my sex life would be as hot as the steam in Thomas the Tank Engine's steam whistle, and as smoldering as his coal furnace.
As is stands, my kid's bedtime stories are getting in the way of me getting a good roll in the hay.
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Date: 2008-01-03 10:24 pm (UTC)I had a girlfriend that told me that having sex with your SO while they were asleep was just plain WRONG, because there was no consent given. I also had another girlfriend that gave me blanket permission to wake her up that way. Different strokes for different folks (yeah, I know, bad pun).
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Date: 2008-01-03 11:06 pm (UTC)Different strokes I can handle, but no strokes gets old after awhile.
On the other hand, I'm learning the names of all of the engines that Thomas the Tank Engine hangs out with.
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Date: 2008-01-03 11:28 pm (UTC)Go and find those books at your folk's house and read them again. You will learn about the importance of team work and being really useful, which are things more people should strive for in this world. ;^)
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Date: 2008-01-03 11:42 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-03 10:28 pm (UTC)You might try arranging it where twice a week, you spend the quality time with the kiddo before story time.
Either that or have a double cappucino or a Monster Energy drink an hour before.
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Date: 2008-01-03 11:03 pm (UTC)I'm telling you, the cards are stacked against us.
getting a good roll in the hay.
Date: 2008-01-03 10:54 pm (UTC)Re: getting a good roll in the hay.
Date: 2008-01-03 11:33 pm (UTC)Alas, it's tempting to bind other people's kids with duct tape, but you tend to feel more tender toward your own, even when they aren't all that convenient to have around.
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Date: 2008-01-04 01:23 am (UTC)It's a war that I've lost and I fear I may never get my drive back like it used to be :(
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Date: 2008-01-08 03:47 pm (UTC)Don't tell Dale, though. I'd hate for him to think he made me not like sex.
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Date: 2008-01-04 02:19 pm (UTC)After visiting them once, while Thomas DVDs played endlessly in the background, and I was asked to read Thomas books and play a Thomas card game (to which they made up their own rules, so I lost every hand) I had a dream the following night I was riding a giant swinging James.
My ex-boyfriend, whose name happens to be James, had great fun with his Freudian analysis of that.
I'm single and 30, with no children, and I'm in a major dry spell, so I feel for you... My three siblings and I had a tradition of screaming "Ewww" every time our parents touched or kissed as teenagers--at least your son isn't interrupting you on purpose yet ;)
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Date: 2008-01-05 01:48 am (UTC)Come to think of it, that was a lovely example to grow up with.
I'm a firm believer in bedroom doors that lock, and teaching (once he's older) that once mom and dad are in bed, that we should not be disturbed unless somebody is dead or bleeding or there will be hell to pay. I guess that's another area where my parents provided a great example for me to follow.
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Date: 2008-01-04 02:43 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-05 01:54 am (UTC)I just need to learn to stay awake during the 5,000,000th reading of "Go, Train, Go!" and maybe I can score some action...
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Date: 2008-01-05 02:19 pm (UTC)I used to "have" to lay with Camie in our bed to get her to sleep...yeah we spoiled her muchly...and I found if I read a book with the light on, I had a better chance of staying awake. :P It didn't always work. But I suppose, your son wouldn't stand for your reading your own book while daddy read to him. *wry grin*
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Date: 2008-01-08 05:42 am (UTC)So, Nina... what ya' gotta do here is have another baby! Drop E off with us some weekend and go to town! ;D
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