I'm Back!

After what has been a whirl-wind week of ups, and downs, being crazy busy, and completely calm, I'm back.

Thanks for being patient with me!

At the beginning of last week I was 100% certain that I was pregnant, and had been for a few weeks. I was having all of the symptoms, and 1 out of 4 tests read a slight positive (for anyone who does not know what I mean, it means that one of the lines in the + sign was fainter than the other one.)

Anyhow, I made the best decision in the world to keep myself occupied with life, and to finish all that I have been putting off, and also in not letting myself get my hopes up, because I am not pregnant ;( anymore.

It's okay though, I'm alright with it now. I was, I'm certain, but only a few weeks along, so it could have been worse.

This has never happened to me before, and was shocking at the time. I started spotting ever so lightly on the day of my period, and then nothing for 4 days. On the 4th day, I began spotting again, all day. I thought perhaps this was normal, because some women spot slightly the first month that they are pregnant. It certainly wasn't anything near my normal heavy, aweful period. Until all of a sudden, it was the worst I've ever had.

Not to gross anyone out, but I feel it good to share the experience, that I just knew I was pregnant, because it looked as though there was a little more than just my "period" - if you know what I mean. Too much information, I know, but thought it good to share anyway.

I was devastated the day this happened, heart broken really, but then I remembered all the women that I know who have gone through worse, and I looked around at my beautiful family, and I knew it was going to be alright. Everything happens for a reason.

So, I have spent the week, with cramps, and aweful feelings, but have come to make a great decision in my life. I am not going to continue trying to get pregnant right away any longer, I want to give myself a bit of a break, and I'm going to do one of the last things that I've been meaning to do but have kept on the back burner in my life. I'm going to lose weight! In fact, I've already lost 5 pounds, and I'm on a great new diet, and exercise program which has really been all about eating healthier, and eating the right amounts of certain types of foods. An overall bettter lifestyle change.

My goal is to lose all my baby weight from my previous 3 babes, by
March. I have 35lbs to go.

When I reach my goal, I plan to go on a holiday with my hubbie to Florida if, and when I succeed - and without the kids, then we're going to start trying again!!!

I'm so excited about it, and it feels right.

I feel like I should have known that what I was doing with trying ti have a baby right away, was just not the right time for our family - 9 months from now, is not a great time for our family to have a new baby, and a year from now seems a whole lot better timing for us. That way there will be no stressing, and no rush.

So I'm happy to report that I'm happy. I'm glad I took the break that I needed (some other things in my life just had to take priority for a change,) and that I'm back, whether you like it, or not, you're stuck with me talking about good ol' sex, and motherhood!!

Now that my period is FINALLY over, man it was horrible, tonight is going to be made into a romantic, fun, and passionate one for hubbie, and I.

After almost a week and a half without sex, I tell you even little ol' me is getting kinda hungry for some lovin'!

Well, talk at you all later, thanks again for being so supportive, you gals- and guys are all so amazing!



Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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I Blog for Sanity

I'm sure that many Moms, and Dads that blog can relate to "blogging for sanity." It truly seems to be a great venew to vent, rant, or to do whatever it is that you need to do to feel better - it's great therapy!

I'm sure many of you are also wondering what happened this morning....well no sign of any monthly visitors yet! So I'm super excited, but trying to control myself since I'm a firm believer in NOT getting your hopes up.

In the mean time, until I get a definite answer, I'm going to be taking a little blogging break, because I can't bare reflecting on any thoughts at the moment, as they are all centered on 1 thing: getting pregnant.

So until I know either YES or NO...I'm going to take a short break, and get all the things done that I've been putting last in my life. I have a mural for my son to finish, an office that is basically a mountain of paperwork, a car that smells like poop and curdled milk, 3 dogs to groom, a blanket to finish crocheting, a few books to finish illustrating, and a few more chapters to write on my many other books, and oh....I might make a few more quilts for my kids! LOL. Whatever it takes. YES - you would be AMAZED at what I can accomplish when I put my mind to it! I've inherited my mother's SUPER Woman gene to be super productive (hopefully reproductive too, haha.)

I plan to be back to my blog by the end of the week, and certainly by then I will have some firm answer as to whether or not I'm pregnant. Either way, I believe that everything happens for a reason, and I think that this is the perfect opportunity to tie up some loose ends in my life.

Who knows, maybe I'll come back a changed woman! I better Mom and Wife!? We'll see. Maybe I'll just find a way to get my sanity back! Talk soon everyone, and thanks for having me in your thoughts.

Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Fire in My Panties

So this is how it went....


I was awake for 3 full hours in the middle of the night, my 2 year-old decided that he no matter what did not want to stay in his bed.

The only reason I kept trying to put him back to bed was because I was afraid that he might fall down the stairs since he was half-asleep.

After a long, and stressful night, I groggily woke because I had to. My 2 other little ones were wide awake at sunrise, and needed me.

I didn't manage to get everyone out of their pajamas, or myself for that matter, but we all did get some breakfast just before my husband was about to leave for work.


He wasn't quite ready to leave just yet, and he asked me, "is there anything I can do for you Sweetheart? Anything at all?" He seemed to be reluctant to go.


"YES! - if you're going to hang around for a bit, you could please look after the kids for just a half hour so I can get some rest, my head feels like it's going to explode." I plea.


"Sure!" He says.


I'm just tingling with excitement, and love for my husband. What a great guy!

"How about we go back to bed, make love, and then I'll watch the kids?" He continues.

"Well that sounds perfect minus the making love part, someone has to watch the kids." I say.


"Oh, well, I have to get going anyway." He says.


"Well, what about my nap!?" I ask, feeling totally misled, and unimportant.


"I don't actually have time." He says.


No time!?? What happened to his generous offer just seconds earlier, oh wait, I know as soon as sex was taken out of the equation, my Dear husband ran out of time. Well thanks, thanks a lot.

I spent the day in my pajamas, with a frown on my face, feeling so tired that I felt like someone had just pumbled me, and squashed my head between 2 bricks. I thought, "wait until he needs a favor from me! Sure Honey, I'll give you a great big bj, but first.....oh wait, I forgot I don't have any time!"


Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Sex Diaries of a Mom Receives an Award!

I really want to thank the totally sweet Dee from Two of a Kind, Working on a Full House for the awesome Kreativ Blogger Award. I really appreciate it Dee. Her blog is great, please stop by Two of a Kind, Working on a Full House, and show her some comment love.



Here are the rules for this one:

1. Mention the blog that gave it to you and comment on their blog to let them know you’ve posted your award.
2. Publish these rules.
3. Share 6 values that are important to you and 6 things you do not support.
4. Grant the prize to 6 people.
5. Mention the blog that gave it to you and comment on their blog to let them know you’ve posted your award.

Six Important Values/Beliefs:

1. Live life to it's fullest
2. Love with all of your heart
3. Laugh every day
4. Keep your inner child alive
5. Treat others the way that you want to be treated, in equality
6. Reach out a helping hand to those in need

Six Values/Beliefs I do NOT support:

1. Being mean to people
2. Using profanities, or calling people names
3. Abuse of any kind
4. Materialism
5. That anyone is better than anyone else
6. Hatred of any kind

I'm passing the Kreative Blogger Award on to:

Sandi of Lucky Thirteen Plus One

Toni of A Daily Dose of Toni

The Mom over at Riding With No Hands

Kelly of The Neurotic Mom

Denise of Laughing with Spoons

Jyl of Mommy Gossip

You ladies all have fabulous, and kreativ blogs, please give them all a visit.

Thanks again Dee!

Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Who Wants to Hear From Mr. Romance?

My husband and I have talked on a few occassions about him doing a GUEST post about how a Dad of 3 busy little kids feels about his sometimes non-existant great sex life. I'd like to know from you whether or not you'd like a little inside look at the thoughts, and opinions of Mr. Romance.

Plus, it will give me more time to take it easy, and get better (yah right!) Can you believe that I'm sick again! I swear everytime one of us gets sick in the household, then it passes on to the next person whether they've already had it or not.

My hubbie was just asking me actually - "Why are you always sick?" He said this with a pout on his face, thinking "Man, if she's sick, that means no nookie for me!"

Anyhow, I just shrugged him off, I can hardly speak so I have been rather silent the last week or so. Later on, I was carrying my 1 year-old downstairs, and I was talking to him all cutesy-baby like, because I love him, and he's so cute. And, do you know what he did? He sneezed directly into my wide-open mouth!

It was a big, wet, slimy, lumpy sneeze, just to give a really great mental picture here.

And, absolutely discusting. I could actually taste boogers.

My husband wonders why I get sick....hahaha. I wonder.

So, let me know if you'd like to hear from the Great, the one, the only, Super Dad of 3, Mr. Romance! If he posts, it will be this Wednesday - so be sure to check back for his post.

Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Sexy Tip #10 For Moms

Use what you've got.

Let's face it, not many of us Moms have tons of money to throw around. These days some of us hardly have enough to pay the bills, and put food on the table with the way things have been going with the economy.

SO...use what you've got.

Sexy doesn't have to mean spending all kinds of money on fancy lingerie that you'll only wear once, it can be as simply as throwing on a T-shirt or apron on, and a pair of heels, and "sweeping" the kitchen floor. Add bending over discretely infront of your partner, and a quick grazing of your fingers up his arm to his lips, and you have created sparks of romance.

You might be surprised at how for some men, it takes very little to turn them on. And...for others, well maybe you need to use your imagination, but not your walet.


Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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A Delightful Morning

There are so many nights where I can remember that I feel just way too tired to have sex. The night before last was one of them.

Fewf - I survived the day, I thought, as my head crashed onto my pillow, and I fell asleep.

My husband had not ventured to bed yet, he was busy fixing something, and when he finally got to bed I was long gone to Lala Land. Not even his best attempts at undressing, or dry humping could have woke me up that night.

I woke up, and he was gone to work.

Looking out the window, I actually felt sad.

When I got downstairs, I see that he left a little note:

Morning Darling,

You are so beautiful, and I love you so much. I hope that you had a good sleep.
XOXOX

Not having kissed him goodnight, or woke up with him, I wished I could just kiss him at that moment.

I raced to the phone thinking that maybe I could catch him. I got a hold of him.

Me: "Hi honey, I love you."
Hubbie: "Love you too."
Me: "What are you doing?"
Hubbie: "Going to work."
Me: "Want to come home maybe?"
Hubbie: "Why do you want me to come home?"
Me: "Oh I don't know......you know."
Hubbie: "Seriously?! I'll be right there."

The kids watched a movie downstairs, luckily the baby had not yet woken up, and we had a quick, but romantic morning together. It was utterly delightful.

Let's just hope he doesn't expect it all of the time! But, I do have to say, I think I prefer morning sex to the so-tired-I-can-barely-move-night-sex that my husband, and I have become accustomed to.


Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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*R-Rated Post* On Oral

Any squeamish Moms out there, or underage people, please leave this blog now - come back tomorrow when I've posted something a little less racy. I won't be showing any r-rated pictures, but will be grazing on a subject that might have some people feeling uncomfortable, or offended. So if you don't think you can handle it, or you shouldn't be reading this, then see you later.

_________________________

It's a subject that I'm almost certain many of us Moms just don't talk about. For one, many of us don't have people in our lives to talk to about it, and for another, sometimes even if we did, we don't get the chance with our kids around nearly all of the time.

You know, to talk about whatever pops up.

Well, I can remember the very first time that I ever gave a man oral. It was traumatic for me, and so briefly, for you to understand, here's how it went:

I was kissing a boyfriend at the time, and not at all ready for this kind of thing, as he said "I want you to lick my c#&k."

Well, being the shy, sweet little young woman that doesn't swear, that blunt, slightly rude question made me gasp, blush, something curdled in my stomach, and the entire thought of doing that just grossed me out.

Between then, and now I went years with braces on my teeth - anyone who has had them knows that they can cause quite the problem when delving in the field of oral sex. Yikes.

Anyhoo, now that I'm without those mental metal obstructions, am married to a man that I truly love, and know that oral sex is something that is so crucial exciting for him, I want to try my best to please.

But, to be honest - part of me is still a little squeamish. Man do I feel like a baby.

Another part of me is exhausted even by the image of my head bobbing up and down at the end of the day. My head generally only wants to make 1 final motion when the day is through - and that my friend is falling straight back to hit the lovely, cushiony pillow on my bed.

How often should a woman (a Mom) give her partner oral sex?

I hardly have time to floss my teeth, to sit down to eat, to remember to wear deodorant. So how often should I be stroking the Ol' Enchilada with my tonsils, I mean mouth?

And, does anyone ever have trouble doing it!?

Please, if you are going to comment - keep your comments clean. Thank you!



Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Reality Bites

Literally, after months of complaining bragging about my over-worked wonderful, handsome husband, my son nailed our living situation right on the head.

And, he is only 2 years-old.

Daddy came home late again, and instead of saying "Daddy, Daddy!!!! Hi Daddy!" like he used to, he walked up to my husband with a sour face, and said "You are NOT HERE Daddy."

My husband looked puzzled, and asked "What do you mean I'm not here?"

My threatening-to-bite 2 year-old repeated "You are NOT HERE. Nope. You are not. You are NOT here!" He was starting to sound angry.

His father now looking even more puzzled, and I just shrugged my shoulders, and said "Sweetie, Daddy's here. I know he wasn't here with us earlier at Grandma, and Grandpa's house, but he's here now so please be nice to him, and say hello!"

My little man gave another sour look, and walked away.

Could it be that my feelings toward my husband when he's not around, albeit I keep my thoughts to myself are having an impact on my kids - sure they are.

But, it also doesn't help that we had just been at the in-laws, and everyone kept saying over and over again "Where on earth is he?" about my husband.


Kids pick up on EVERYTHING!

Things are getting better. I love my husband very much, and know that like a person's character gains strength through experiencing ups and downs, so does the character of our marriage.

Thanks little man for giving Daddy another much needed reality check.


Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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A Quarter of a Century

I just turned a quarter of a century, can you believe it? And although no other Birthday has ever had me really feeling differently about my life, this one seems to have created a huge impact.


I just turned a quarter of a century...it keeps repeating itself inside my head, as does the long list of things that I want to do, and of who I want to be when I "grow up."


Well, here I sit, in my pj's, pondering my life, my 3 little men running, and crawling all around me. I'm not sure if it's the fact that it feels like 2 seconds ago I was 20, and in a blink 5 years have passed, and - okay, what happened to ME?


The dawn of my Birthday, I made a few decisions.

After a night full of tears, barely no sleep, and having spend it alone for the first time in my entire marriage in a different bed, in a different room, crying. I got up, and I felt different.

My husband has been making work his first priority since mid summer, and after months of fighting, and what I thought had been the worst of it behind us, I went to bed the night before my 25th Birthday with my husband calling me a "bossy," "nagging" wife who should have dinner at least in the microwave ready for him when he gets home late, again, and strive to please not only his stomach, but his insatiable desire to have sex daily, all without having my 1 true need answered - his presence.


I suppose he simply cannot understand why after he works so hard to provide for his family, why I should have any complaints.


Everything for me came crashing down.


Looking in the mirror at who I had become, and what I had allowed my life to be, I was silently making grave, near catastrophic decisions.

Would I stay married to the man of my dreams for as long as we both shall live? Would I allow my husband to make me feel guilty for not being the bread winner of the family, and yet not being a door mat, and making demands for myself and my family? Would I continue to be the cause of his misery because his hopes have sourly been disappointed at the lack of sex in our marriage, in his opinion? Should I continue to feel alone, with no support, miserable, that I had been deceived in having a partner in marriage, in raising kids only to find out that I'm on my own?

Would I continue to life a lonely existence, without the support of a husband, and father that was promised to me?


I thought about my dreams too.


Of being a writer, an illustrator, an artist. I wasn't going to go another day in this life without working towards these goals, never again. I've always put what I want last.


Before I was married my mother said this to me: "Don't get married. Not now. It's not the right time. You're young, you have to finish school. You'll wind up barefoot and pregnant, and he'll want to be the boss - because he'll be the one supporting you. Get your life straightened out first, get finished with school, make something of yourself, and you be his equal. He grew up with old-fashioned parents, he won't ever be able to see you as an equal unless you put yourself first."


With these words haunting me as I look in the mirror, crying because I feel like my mom had been exactly right. With her no longer here to help console me, to listen to me, or to guide me, I feel terrible alone, and for once I feel silenced.


I think my husband knew it on the day of my Birthday, he saw it in my eyes that it was as though I had died a little - or given up.

I believe that all marriages have their reasons for discord. Ours was sex, and money. While we both have different needs, and expectations, I feel like we have come to a point whether we need to decide whether we go one unhappily, happily, or not at all.


But, I also believe that a person can only go on so long while being ignored.

For my Birthday he had agreed not to buy me anything upon my request, all that I asked for was a little of his time - specifically to help finish a room in our some what neglected house.


He was about to leave for work, and asked if he should go ahead and get the required materials on his way home for the job, and I said that I didn't care.


He could have just let it be, and went about his way. But he didn't, he came home with the supplies anyway, and finished the room completely.

Afterward, he turned to me, and held me, and it was as though I had my old husband back. He asked what was wrong, and for once he really listened.

I told him how I felt, that I didn't want to go another 5 years with him being miserable that he doesn't get enough sex, me being the cause of his misery. I didn't want to be miserable because my kids, and myself don't get to spend enough time with him. I wanted to choose happiness. I asked - what he wanted to choose. Again, I told him my one and only request - that he just be home a little earlier, for dinner, and to help put the kids to bed, every day. That's it.


He choose happiness, too, albeit it's imperfection.

We went out that evening, it had been the first time we'd gone out in a month or so. It was much needed.

I spent a lot of time talking to an older neighbor that had been there as well, and this is what she had to say about marriage:


"Marriage is never perfect. Couples always have their differences, their problems. It's when one person believes that the grass might be greener on the other side, that they aren't satisfied that they are sorely mistaken, because the grass on the other side has it's pitfalls too. It's important to play together, the family that plays together, stays together. Make time for just the two of you, and make your expectations clear."

I repeated all of this to him, and I think we both needed the night out together, and to hear these words. Marriage certainly has it's ups, and downs, and they all certainly make us stronger.

Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Sex Diaries of a Mom Receives an Award!

I am humbled by the lovely, graceous Heather of Maternal Spark for bestowing me this uniquely awesome award on Sex Diaries of a Mom! That was a mouthful, I know but I'm very excited that Heather, who is such a great fellow Mom Blogger - and who is so very talented, has thought of me.

Here are the rules:

Post the badge on your site and link back to Maternal Spark. Tag 5 of your bloggy friends who have sparked creativity, conversation, controversy and friendships! That's it, it's easy to spread the sparky love so go on...do it!

I'm tagging 5 Moms who I may not know in person, whom I consider friends, and who make my blogging seem all the more worthwhile, and who are all creative Moms that do shine!

1. Petra of The Wise (*Young*) Mommy
2. Melanie of Straight to Your Heart
3. Cheryl of The Daily Blonde
4. Jen of Mommay's Mayhem
5. Dee of Two of a Kind Working on a Full House

So many of you great Moms help brighten my, and many other Moms days! Thanks to all and Thank you Heather!

Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Sex Diaries of a Mom Receives an Award!

I want to thank the oh so awesome Kristy over at Mommy in Pink for bestowing the Uber Amazing Blog Award. Thanks so much, I am honored!

Now it's my turn to pass on this uberific award! I am going to nominate 5 of my favorite blogs, and in no particular order, here they are...

1. Petra of The Wise (*Young*) Mommy

2. Kelly of The Neurotic Mom

3. The Mom Jen of Cheaper Than Therapy

4. The Mom over at Happy Meals & Happy Hour

5. Renee of Cutie Booty Cakes

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Uber (synonym to Super) Amazing Blog Award is a blog award given to sites who:
~ inspires you~ makes you smile and laugh
~ or maybe gives amazing information
~ a great read
~ has an amazing design
~ and any other reasons you can think of that makes them uber amazing!

The rules of this award are:
* Put the logo on your blog or post.
* Nominate at least 5 blogs (can be more) that for you are Uber Amazing!
* Let them know that they have received this Uber Amazing award by commenting on their blog. * Share the love and link to this post and to the person you received your award from.

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Please take a minute to visit these fine ladies over at their blogs, they are so awesome!


Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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I've Been Tagged!

I've been tagged by the lovely Bobby over at Mom2dm. Be sure to visit her blog. Thanks Bobby!

Here's the RULES:

Link to the person who tagged you and post the rules in your post.
Share 7 random/weird facts about yourself.
Tag 7 random people at the end of your blog and link to their blogs.
Let each person know they've been tagged by leaving a comment in their blog.

1. I love fresh squeezed lemonade: 1 lemon, cut in half, juiced, 3 tsps sugar, 3 ice cubes, and a lot of water. Mmm.

2. The most common argument I have with my husband is about sex (how much we have don't have of it.) It's also about him being a pervert.

3. I still look at my husband the same as the day I met him. He is handsome, beyond words, and I love him so much.

4. One time I was eating as orange in the car, and I was so hungry, I shoved half of it in my mouth at once. I started to chew, but it was absolutely full of seeds. I was on the highway, and couldn't stop to spit the wood-tasting mouthful out, and I had nothing in the car to spit it out into.

5. I generally bite off way more than I can chew. For example, I had thought that since I was home already with my kids, it would be nice to raise puppies as well (good experience for all of us.) I would never recommend this however to anyone with 3 small children. I clean up more poo in a day than the guy driving the sewage truck.

6. I finally got my double jogging stroller, and after my 4 year-old went to school, I went for a jog. I felt like a Goddess! Oh my gosh, I finally feel free again. It was peaceful, quiet, and felt like it was just me - but my little ones were right there with me, it was awesome.

7. I'm now reading the last Harry Potter book, I will admit that I think that J.K Rowling is a writing sensation/genius. Love her writing.


I will now tag....

1. Melanie of Straight to Your Hart
2. Tena of Punky Monkey's

3. Ann of Ann Again...And Again

4. Jen of Cheaper Than Therapy

5. Rachel of Following in Her Shoes

6. Diva Ma of Mommy Fabulous

7. Becky of Behind Blue Eyes

Thanks again Bobby for the tag!

Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Junk in My Trunk

As I bent over to pick up some dirty clothes off of the floor, and head toward the laundry room with them, I catch my husband staring at me.

Of all days, today I look...well, like a slob.

And, I know it.

I don't often just not care what I look like, but every rare occasion I just don't have any gusto left to fiddle with my hair, or get all dressed up.

Besides, I had in mind to tackle a million things around the house, all of which would render me even more dirty, and slobbish looking.

Hubbie is still staring. He doesn't really look like he's happy, sad, mad, annoyed. Just a blank expression.

Straight away, I think to myself, oh gosh he must think I'm gross. Or fat. One or the other.

"What are you looking at?" I ask as he continues to stare.

He says, "Just at the junk in your trunk."

WHAT? Okay, so he does think I'm fat! I think to myself.

"What do you mean, the junk in my trunk?" I ask, now slightly perturbed.

"You know, the junk in your trunk." He repeats.

This conversation is going no where fast.

"Alright, are you saying that I'm fat? Cause you know, if you had 3 kids in 4 years I don't think you'd be looking like a hot skinny super model either." I protest.

He bows his head, and chuckles. "No, no, I think you're pretty, I'm admiring the junk in your trunk."

This still isn't making me feel any better.

"Alright, so you like that my butt is huge, thanks, thanks a lot. That makes me feel much better."

I don't normally get caught up in these "Am I fat? moments."

"No, I don't think you're fat, I'm admiring your junk - you know your boobs, and your snatch." He says.

I burst out laughing.

What!? I can't believe he just said snatch.

"Dear, junk in someones trunk, that means their big butt." I attempt to clarify.

"No, it means privates." He argues.

"No...." and we have a little friendly argument about the meaning of "Junk in my trunk."

When I think about it, the song "I like big butts" comes to mind.

Who knows though with all this lingo that changes practically daily.

I should start a poll for everyone to vote. Does "junk in your trunk" mean the fat in your butt, or your private parts? You tell me, apparently I'm out of the loop, but thankful that my husband doesn't think that I have a huge butt - to my knowledge anyhow.

Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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Strobing His Stuff

Like a kid in a candy store, my husband pranced...dare I say *pranced* across our kitchen floor when he arrived home from work just the other day bearing a small box. The box appeared to house some kind of electronic/man tool/boring thing.

I heeded no concern.

However, hubbie continued to look extraordinarily excited. I wonder at this point - should I be worried?

When he finally set the mysterious box on the counter, I picked it up to get a better look, and to see what all of his excitement was about.

Do you know what it was?


A strobe light.

My husband made a special trip to the hardware store, to buy a strobe light.

What are we hosting a kiddy dance for all the 2, 3, and 4 year-olds in the neighborhood that I don't know about (I don't recall being informed about this monumental event.)


Then, I realize - ahhh, it's almost Halloween!! That's why he got the light. That makes sense, he wants to set the Halloween mood for when the 1...maybe 2 trick-or-treaters come. Oh wait, we won't be home!

What is this silly forsaken thing for anyway, I wonder?

So I ask. Trying not to sound annoyed that he spent money on something frivolous, or concerned about his mental state.

Me: "Dear, why did you buy a strobe light?"

Hubbie: "Just cause."

Me: "Cause....why?" I say, smiling.

Hubbie: "It's Halloween, don't you know."

Me: "Oh I know, well that's great! So why did you buy it?"

Hubbie: "Okay, well when I was younger these babies cost like 100 bucks, and it was on sale, and I always wanted one."

Me: Trying not to laugh my buns off at how geekishly corny, cute he is.

I shake my head, and continue about my business.

Well, I tell you there was so recapitulating of the good Ol' days because of that strobe light, no Sir. No heart felt fond memories of the yesteryear's.

He did not buy it because he always wanted one. As I saw later from my view laying in bed, with my naked hovering husband jiggling, and wiggling his buns in the blinking light - he bought it because he always wanted to dance in the light of a strobe light naked, in front of a woman.

I feel so lucky - Hehum to be that woman. Now turn off the light so you don't fall down, and break something, and so I don't feel like the world is spinning.

This is the good stuff that memories together are made of. This is right up there with the liquorice butt.


Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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The Great Baby Debate

4 years, 5 months, and 17 days ago I became a Mom for the very first time. It was one of the happiest days of my life.

Now I'm a Mom to 3 beautiful, unique, and amazing little men.

Their ages are 4, 2, and now 1 year-old, and while I hear the words "you look like you have your hands full," far more times than I can possibly count as I push my grocery cart full of not only groceries, but children, I'm presently weighing my options of whether or not I should make my hands a little more full, or whether my husband should go ahead and get the snip-snip.

The great baby debate began the day after my youngster's first birthday party. The day that he stood, and declared the words Mama, with his grinning smile, and 6 protruding teeth, and - almost took his first step.

Now, he wants to play with his big brothers all of the time, and all they want to do is play all of the time, that has Mommy (me) feeling a little lonely without a baby to rock, and hold. I'm still so young, and just not sure if I'm comfortable with the thought that my little one year-old, going on 4 might be my last little bundle of joy.


Since I was little, I always thought that when I grew up I would have at least 1 boy, and 1 girl. Reality though, seems to say that this scenario simply isn't in the cards.

I know, and am a big believer in that if the baby is healthy, that's all that matters.

But, I'm thinking ahead...5 years, 10 years from now, am I going to look back, and wish that I had of had just 1 more child, just maybe that it might have been a girl.

I feel so selfish in having this thought.


But, when I look at my little men, and their father, and see how close to Daddy that they are becoming - well, it makes me think of how pretty soon, they're going to all want to do Guy Things, and little Ol' Mommy will be left all alone.

Maybe it's because I was so close with my mom, maybe it's because I lost her so early, that I long for that kind of Mother-Daughter relationship. So far, to no avail.

That isn't to say that my little guys aren't the love of my life, or that I love them any less, because I don't - they mean everything to me.

So, hubbie and I talked, and talked, and revisited this do we, or do we not subject over, and over again.


And, I'm happy to announce that we are not only making love for the sake of making love any more! We are trying to make a baby!!!!

Everyone think pink for me, would ya!?

The panties are coming off tonight Baby!!




Sincerely,

Mama of Romance
xoxo

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