We agree that the sex is better when we pay for it. That we are getting away with something while living under the oppression of a little tyrant. We pay Anna Norman from my yoga class 20 US dollars to hold our baby in another room while we have sex.
I remind him be gentle . . . I remind him be slow . . . with the pregnancy, birth, and breastfeeding everything is tender and somehow new.
Your ass, he says . . . I’ll give him that.
I do a strengthening workout so I can be a stronger mother.
Gentle, they’re sensitive.
I remind him the milk is for her . . .
By the end, neither of us is gentle.
He tells me I’m an angel . . . I put my shirt back on
while he is still inside me . . . time is money.