You’ve got 2 children, a husband, a job, and a dog. At 8:30pm, you sit down for the first time all day completely exhausted, but you’re still on pins and needles because you hear a slight cry coming from the baby’s crib. You look like a cat as you stealthily move into the room to check on the little one, but bump into something your older child left in the entry way which wakes the baby and adds another hour of mommy time to your night. You rock the baby to sleep in the glider and fall asleep yourself right there. Then wake up at midnight disgruntled that you have accomplished absolutely nothing the entire evening and move back to your bed where your husband is already snoring. Seen any sex yet?
I would love to write a romance novel version of this story where the wife creeps into the bed wearing a silk negligee and purrs against her husband’s back, but odds are in the real life version it really looked like a Zombie Mama in a big inside out t-shirt who fell asleep before she hit the pillow. If you are reading this and can relate, please know that there is a way out of this routine. If you can’t relate and are living the romance novel version of this story, please pat yourself on the back and tell your husband how lucky he is! In the coming weeks, I will post regularly on this topic and hopefully receive some excellent feedback from readers. I have some ideas to combat Zombie Mama and get that sex wheel rolling.
