The element of surprise

A warning ladies, my face got a little flushed reading this one. (I have to write that as a disclaimer because my mom and MIL read this blog…wouldn’t want them to think I was a sex kitten or anything like that!)

Here is Jill’s 4th week sex challenge. And it’s a doosie. I do have to agree with her. Especially for those of us who have recently given birth or are constantly nursing, sex is the LAST, and I do mean LAST thing that ever enters our minds. But it’s truly a “take the bull by the horns” situation.

Since sex is very much a mental thing for us gals, get your mind in gear and made up to “just do it”. Now, my “just do it” is completely different from my male doctor telling me “you may not want to have sex with your husband and the side affects of your Zoloft may be that your sex drive is lower or nil, but you need to think of your husband and just have sex with him anyway because that’s what he needs”.

My “just do it” is born out of experience–once you get your mind made up, I promise you that you’ll be the one getting mad if he comes to bed and falls asleep before he realized you had shaved your legs, put new sheets on the bed, gargled with Listerine, and shoe-horned yourself into that little pre-baby nightie.

Jill’s challenge:

I don’t know if you have told your hubby about the challenge or not. Maybe he hasn’t noticed, suddenly the bedroom has been rearranged. I hope he noticed the new undergarments. If not, you need to think sexier. This week’s challenge is all about the element of surprise. So hubbies, avert your eyes.

If your sex life is like most housewives I talk to, evenings look like this: Do some cleaning up, organizing, miscellaneous things you couldn’t accomplish with kids around. Watch a little TV, surf the internet. Finally get to bed about 1/2 hour past exhausted. Head hits the pillow only to feel a little tap on the shoulder (or worse). You roll over and groan as you see “the look” in his eyes. The words, “I’m so tired” or “It’s so late” or even “You must be kidding me?” might be uttered. Sound familiar?

How about instead, you take command of the evening. Put the kids to bed and tell the hubby you need him to come do some made up chore in the bedroom (hang curtains, fix the dresser knob, fold socks, whatever). When he enters, you pounce. Hubbies get really tired of asking and getting shot down. This week, you initiate. He may fall over from the surprise, but then you will have him on his back, right where you want him