I Touch Myself

I have never been so grateful to be a woman, and therefore capable of multiple orgasms, before becoming a mom. I have zero time and post-baby sex with my husband is still a complicated, awkward, labor of love, so knowing that I can zip off to 'take care of business' between feedings, laundry, walking the dogs and juggling my mother is like a little carrot I dangle in my mind to keep me motivated. The fact that I can use my fifteen minutes to jump start my relationship with my own body once, twice, three times or more has kept me from locking myself in the garage and turning the car on.

So, to the Creator, or biological mishap that assisted the female body in to many 'little deaths,' I thank you.