"One of the things we noticed when we first became parents were the limited opportunities we had for intimacy. Suddenly, our lives were consumed with feedings and diaper changes and baths and more diaper changes and more feedings. Before we knew it, we were dropping into bed, exhausted with literally nothing to give to each other at the end of the day. Especially after nights of being awake a good amount of the time, either nursing or dealing with colic, the last thing on my mind was 'love'.
One afternoon, we surprised ourselves and realized we were 'in the mood' at the same time with a little extra energy to devote to one another. We had just put our little angel down for his afternoon nap an hour before so we thought we would take advantage of the quiet in the house, gaze into each other's eyes and see what developed. Feeling hungry for the physical togetherness we had denied ourselves for what seemed to be an eternity, we jumped under the covers and sighed deep sighs of contentment.
All was as it should be. Our little boy was fast asleep, we were deeply in love and we had what we thought would be a chunk of time to enjoy some closeness for a change. Our energies were focused on each other instead of our new baby for the first time in a long time and we were thrilled!
Now before I give away the ending of the story, you have to understand the layout of our house. The second story of our home at the time consisted of three bedrooms and a tiny office in a square off of a small hall, with the bathroom at the top of the square and the stairs heading down to the main floor opposite the bathroom. The nursery was kitty-corner to our master bedroom. The way we had decorated the nursery situated the crib on the wall of the hall with one inch to spare at the doorway.
Our queen sized bed had a clear view of the nursery doorway. We meant it to be that way so we could leave doors open and easily check in to be sure all was well. We didn't think of course that the reverse was true.
So here we were, enjoying some afternoon delight when suddenly we heard a little voice from across the hall say, "Hi!" We froze and when I glanced with horror over my shoulder (they say position in life is everything) there was our son's cheery cherub face straining around the door frame to observe the goings-on in the master bedroom. We don't think he is permanently scarred, but we're not sure. We rearranged the master bedroom that afternoon!"
*Excerpt taken from MOMMY MEMOIRS - A Hilarious and Heartwarming Look at the Trials and Triumphs of Being a Mom, expected to be launched by Morgan James Publishing on NYC on February 1, 2014 as a paperback. Currently available as an ebook and projected to be available as an audio book around Mother's Day.