The treat continues. Amanda Uher, of allthelittlepieces (mothering. mildly misbehaving. making life matter) is continuing her series for you today!
God happened to place this kindred blogging sister in a seat right next to mine, not just once, but twice, at SheSpeaks! We exchanged pleasantries. But, I didn't know what a gem she was until after I got home and visited her blog.
Amanda Uher delightfully writes about juggling the bits of life with a young family at allthelittlepieces. She is full of insight and humor and weaves her faith through the imperfection of it all.
Amanda is smack dab in the middle of the chaos of young mama life. It was a time when I wished I'd better invested in sexual intimacy. She's candidly speaking today and next Tuesday. Please welcome, Amanda Uher!
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Whether it’s because I'm afraid of scarring their sweet minds or because I'm just tired of being interrupted DURING. EVERY. LITTLE. THING. (CANAGIRLEVENPOOP. ALONE. PLEASE.), one of my Top 5 Worst Nightmares is having “Mommy-Daddy time” interrupted by a curious little one.
I absolutely cannot relax if I think one of our kids might walk in on us. How am I supposed to break through Fatigue Block and pursue intimacy earlier in the day when there are little children underfoot?
My answer is: it’s time to get creative. This is the season for Stealth Sex. And I’m just going to say it: this is also the season to embrace the quickie.
To break through Fatigue Block, we need to stop idolizing feeling “Not Tired,” and embrace moments of “Less Tired.” When dealing with Privacy Block, we can’t afford to idolize the extended bedroom rendezvous. We must find - and create - opportunities for sex where we may have overlooked them before.
Think less “Sex Goddess,” more “Sex Ninja.”
Will your kiddos sit in front of the TV to watch a cartoon in the morning? Plop them on the couch (strap a really little one into the high chair to keep them out of trouble). Let them watch a cartoon while you dash upstairs to crash your man’s morning shower. I don’t know if it’s good parenting, but it’s darn good wife-ing.
Are your kids ever playing contentedly in the back yard when your husband gets home from work? Crack a window so you can hear any emergencies, and chase that man upstairs to “help him change out of his work clothes.”
Believe me, mamas, I know the kids aren’t often content without you actively
refereeing participating in whatever they’re doing. But there will be moments! Be on the lookout for those moments and claim them for your marriage.
(Like a Ninja.)
Okay, time out. True confession:
If I have a few moments where “Less Tired” AND “The Children Are Not In The Room” overlap… sex is not always (ever?) the thing I want to do.
And here we collide with the third - and in my experience, most powerful - roadblock: Identity Block.
Stay tuned. I promise, you do not want to miss this one.
Amanda lives near Charlotte, NC, with her husband Matt, and their two young children. She loves Jesus - but sometimes she’s not very good at it. When it comes to motherhood, wife-hood (is that a thing?), and life in general, sometimes she gets it right; sometimes she crashes and burns. It usually makes for some good stories along the way. Find her atallthelittlepieces.com, like her page at http://facebook.com/
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