with Angella Dykstra
I'm a mom of three, a professional accountant, and an amateur photographer and writer. I am not a marriage expert. But my husband and I take "Til death do us part" seriously, and here I'll be sharing how we keep our marriage strong while we both do that insane work-life juggle.
Check out my Work It, Mom! profile and my blog, Dutch Blitz.
I know that my column is supposed to be about marriage and relationships. I try to think of life lessons that my husband and I have learned and share them here. We are in no way experts but have been married for nine years now, with the aim to make it to forever.
When I sat down to write my post for today I pondered what had happened with us this week that I could write about and one word came to mind:
PMS
While perusing the Internet this week I came across this article at ParentDish that stated that more vasectomies occur during March Madness (Original source: The Chicago Tribune.)
I found this post entertaining because, 1. My husband has had a vasectomy, 2. He is a huge fan of March Madness, and 3. He happened to have his procedure done in March (2007).
Wait a second…
The topic of having a vasectomy is one that causes a lot of discussion in our large circle of friends. It seems as though “back in the day” doctors would just tie the tubes of the mother after childbirth if the family knew they were done procreating. Nowadays, there are still a few men that feel that they will somehow be less “manly” if they have a vasectomy.
Nataly forwarded me an email from Working Mother magazine about the results from their sex survey.
And I quote:
New York City (February 9, 2009)—No headaches here! In a recent reader survey, published in the article “Hot Mama” in the February/March issue of Working Mother magazine, results found that working moms are way more into sex than anyone might think. In fact, the article reveals that while working moms wish they had more sex—and that it took less work to make it happen—sex still really matters to nearly three-quarters of respondents.
While pondering what to post about today and surfing the Internet for inspiration I came across an article over at Divine Caroline that asked this question:
If you had to choose between Sex or the Internet, what would you choose?
The study they refer to talks about a two-week period where you decide between sex or the Internet.
I asked my husband (He he only joined Facebook last month, and checks his personal email about once a week) what he would choose and his answer was sex. Obviously.
As for me? It’s a tough one. All of my work is online, as are a lot of my friends. I (truly, truly) like sex and all, but FOURTEEN DAYS without the Internet? I am not sure I could do it. In fact, I am pretty sure I could not.
How about you? Would you choose sex or the Internet?
I am not one to make New Year’s Resolutions. I never have been. This is not to knock those who do, I am just of mindset that I will make changes to my life throughout the year, as the need arises.
Nataly emailed me the other day and threw out the idea that I write about New Year’s Resolutions that couples could make together.
This appealed to me. I told her I would talk to my husband and see what we could come up with.
We sat down for lunch on New Year’s Day and I brought the subject up. Was there anything that we should resolve to work on as a couple?
One of the regular readers of my personal site emailed me this week to tell me of a New York Times article she had read that she thought might be good for my column here. The article is about a challenge that a pastor gave his congregation: Have sex for seven days straight.
(The link now says you have to register with the NY Times to see the article. It’s worth a read if you want to register.)
The article is a great read that supports my personal belief that the more you have sex with your spouse, the closer you will be to each other. Besides, it’s a much more fun way to burn off your turkey dinner than by hitting the treadmill. Just sayin’…
I am sure that my husband will, ahem, rise to the occasion.
How about you? Are you up for the seven day challenge?
Infidelity is a hot topic when it comes to relationships. It seems that everywhere you turn, there are news stories about celebrities, politicians, regular community folks…confessing to (or getting busted for) getting intimate with people other than the one they are married to.
My husband and I vowed to be married until death do us part. Part of that commitment involves only being intimate with each other. Being “intimate” with someone is just that. INTIMATE. Being naked around someone leaves you vulnerable - physically, emotionally, spiritually. It involves a great deal of trust. I cannot imagine the heartache that happens when that trust is broken.
That is not entirely true. I do know a little about the aftermath of adultery.
(This is a post where my husband dies a little inside upon realizing that I am talking about our sex life.)
I don’t plan on getting into gory details (Not that there is any gore involved. Just so you know), but just wanted to talk about having a sex life in general. I am not usually one to talk (Or write!) openly about what goes on between my husband and I behind closed doors.
What happens in the bedroom stays in the bedroom.
