About two months ago, I met up with a friend at a bar. He was going there for a friend's birthday - I was just tagging along. His friend had recently returned to her job as a teacher after being out on maternity leave. In the course of various conversations that I barely participated in but listened to closely, she mentioned how happy she and her husband were that they could start having sex again. The doctor had told her that it was recommended to wait six weeks after child birth before resuming funkytime. Her and her husband waited until the exact day of the six-week point. On that afternoon, she came home from work with a 12-pack of beer, a box of condoms, and one thing on her mind.
Having been fortunate enough up to this point to have never had to deal with a pregnancy, this information about a six-week waiting period was totally new to me. I guess I never thought about it before - just figured that things could commence once the female is comfortable with doing it again. I had no idea that there was a set time frame for these things.
Throughout the first half of Gia's pregnancy, I had a girlfriend. It was in that time, of course, that Gia teased me with the fact that we could have months and months of unprotected sex if I wanted to. After finding out she was pregnant, she was given an STD test and it came back perfectly clean. There'd be no consequences. I had a girlfriend.
The girlfriend is an ex-girlfriend now. It's been four months. Aside from a just-for-the-heck-of-it quickie with the ex a couple months ago, I've been dry ever since. The ex has had better luck than me, which makes the sexual frustration even greater.
Five weeks or six weeks? Would the vaginal tearing mean that she'd have to wait longer? Would she even be interested in getting her sex life started up again? Is the father still around? Would it even stop me if he were?
I take no pride in these thoughts. Nor would I take pride in my actions if, say, he was still in the picture but Gia and I got back to fucking regardless. Maybe someone else will come along shortly, and I don't have to think these things anymore. That would be the best case, though it would also be the least likely case.
I'll just keep thinking. It's all I can do until I talk to Gia again, or until find saner things to think about.
Having been fortunate enough up to this point to have never had to deal with a pregnancy, this information about a six-week waiting period was totally new to me. I guess I never thought about it before - just figured that things could commence once the female is comfortable with doing it again. I had no idea that there was a set time frame for these things.
Throughout the first half of Gia's pregnancy, I had a girlfriend. It was in that time, of course, that Gia teased me with the fact that we could have months and months of unprotected sex if I wanted to. After finding out she was pregnant, she was given an STD test and it came back perfectly clean. There'd be no consequences. I had a girlfriend.
The girlfriend is an ex-girlfriend now. It's been four months. Aside from a just-for-the-heck-of-it quickie with the ex a couple months ago, I've been dry ever since. The ex has had better luck than me, which makes the sexual frustration even greater.
Five weeks or six weeks? Would the vaginal tearing mean that she'd have to wait longer? Would she even be interested in getting her sex life started up again? Is the father still around? Would it even stop me if he were?
I take no pride in these thoughts. Nor would I take pride in my actions if, say, he was still in the picture but Gia and I got back to fucking regardless. Maybe someone else will come along shortly, and I don't have to think these things anymore. That would be the best case, though it would also be the least likely case.
I'll just keep thinking. It's all I can do until I talk to Gia again, or until find saner things to think about.
