Here's the
final chapter on
Parents.com Pregnancy sex uncensored, then uncensored some more.
"Q. Are there any times when I should avoid sex?
A. If you're having a low-risk pregnancy with no complications, you can have sex up until the day you deliver, says Sarah de la Torre, MD, an ob-gyn in Seattle."
They go on to say don't do it if you have a high-risk pregnancy, blah blah, and then:
"If you still don't feel like having sex, tell your husband you're just not up for it -- he should understand."
And if he doesn't understand, well,
time to get used to it. Almost every nursing mom I know had a libido so low, if Brad Pitt or Angelina Jolie walked in naked, they'd ask 'em to load the dishwasher rather than go for a good sheet-tumble.
What else?
"Q. I'm seven and a half months pregnant, and my tummy is huge. What's the best position for intercourse?
A. The hottest position for the third trimester is on top of your partner. That way, you can control the depth of penetration. Or, if you want to really spice things up, try reversing this position by facing away from him while he's sitting up and supporting your tummy. 'That feels fantastic too,' Paget says."
By the way, these questions all seem to be submitted by straight people (insert lesbian bed-death joke here) but I can tell you that for some of us, lady on top would have resulted in a suffocation death and sudden single parenthood for the newborn. When getting out of a chair is a challenge, your partner probably doesn't want you sitting on him, either. And nothing feels "fantastic" when you are pregnant.
And finally,
"Q. After we finish having sex, my baby seems to get quiet. What's going on?
A. No worries! 'The rocking motions you make during lovemaking can cause the fetus to go into a sleep cycle,' Dr. de la Torre says."
Hmmm, nothing like ther term "lovemaking" to make me feel like doing anything but. And I get a little skeeved out by the idea of rocking baby to sleep through some hot loving. But it's a moot point because I was so gigantically pregnant any kind of movement was highly unlikely. I couldn't have been rocked by a backhoe, let alone my poor spouse. Think flea on an elephant's back, if you need a mental image. And I'm sure you do.
