Things are different after two
babies. My need to start fresh was undeniable, and I was a fool in thinking
that what I had would last much longer. Until now, my standards were clearly
defined. Most importantly, it had to feel right. I looked for the perfect blend of sex appeal and comfort.
Regardless of my ideal match, sacrifices must be made when a quick fix is
necessary. After all, a girl who lives in Lenoir can’t be so picky.
I freshened up and headed to a
place where I was guaranteed to get it. It would be easier to leave the kids in
the car, but society frowns on that. Kidnapping or freezing to death are too
great a risk, you know. I handed Leighton her iPod and said a silent prayer
that Lewis would sleep through the whole ordeal. I tried not to think of
Chris’s desires. I was doing this for myself, and I made a decision to ignore
any feelings of judgment. I was out past 9 with two babies, but I got what I
needed. It was in and out in less than fifteen minutes- a quickie.
Feeling a little cheap, I hurried
to the car. My husband wasn’t waiting at home, which only helped justify my
decision. I knew my sister would be there, and I prepared myself for her
disappointment. Memories of similar situations surfaced, and I thought of the
day that I traded my bright blue truck for a plain gray (but super practical!)
mini van. I arrived home ready to defend myself: I still value my body, my
relationship, my youth. Just because I’m the owner of a brand new pack of Hanes
Her Way underwear doesn’t mean my inner Victoria’s Secret self is a thing of
the past. Perhaps I’ve accepted the reality that I’m a mother of two who spends
most days with elementary school kids and most nights with a 4 month old. Plus,
after a brief 15 minutes in the Wal-Mart lingerie aisle, I’ve learned that
Hanes has a variety of underappreciated yet budget conscious colors and styles.
So for the five nights each week that Baby Lewis is the only boy in my bed,
Hanes it is. For those other nights, I’ll splurge for the Hanky Panky.
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