married sex
A new mother questions her breasts' dual functionality, as both sexual objects and food source.
A friend of mine recently described the state of her boobs as "balled-up wet socks." She, like I, had donated her breasts to her daughter, nursing her for the better part of a year.
But this isn't another story about the state of a mother's breasts, the kind that—if you've never had kids—makes you decide right there and then that you will not be nursing any future children because you can't imagine ever describing your own breasts as "saggy," "lifeless," or "uneven." Read: Loving A Post-Baby Body
Instead, this is a story of ownership. From one relationship stage to … Read More
Sex after kids explored in a Q&A with author Kimberly Ford.
Kimberly Ford is an author with a Ph.D. in Spanish and French Literature. After writing about sex and parenting for various publications, she realized these were hot topics for a book ("sex sells!"). The result, Hump: True Tales of Sex After Kids, hit bookshelves last month. The mother of three lives with her husband and kids (ages 6, 8 and 10) in Menlo Park, Calif., but she recently stopped by our NYC office to share some stories about erotic dancing, Brazilian waxing, vibrators, communication, Private Time and how these all contribute to having a healthy sex life after … Read More
A wife and mother explores her roles via poetry.
Rachel Zucker is a married woman, mother of three and the author of a poetry collection that rawly considers the thoughts of doubt and distraction that occasionally swirl through a wife and mother's mind.
Zucker's writing style lives up to the quote from former U.S. Poet Laureate Donald Hall that she reprinted to start her latest book, The Bad Wife Handbook (Wesleyan University Press): "... synonyms do not exist."
The thought-provoking collection covers subjects of commitment, monogamy and lust with frank and exacting lines such as: "Shall we discuss married sex? Yes, let's take … Read More
Orthodox Judaism keeps husband and wife apart and passion alive.
Two little drops of reddish brown on my underwear. Here we go again.
Since I had kids my cycle is irregular, which wouldn't be a big deal except that I'm an Orthodox Jew and I can't even pass the salt to my husband—let alone touch, kiss, or have sex with him—for 12 days after my period starts. We never know when we'll have to sleep in separate beds or place a vase with a single rose between us on the dinner table as evidence of our separation.
I was beginning to hate the rigid restrictions on my sex life until … Read More