It’s tempting to say that it was after my daughter was born that my desire abandoned me. Tempting, because I felt abandoned by the natural vitality and freedom I’d felt in my body before, the pleasure I felt dancing and making love with my partner, the buoyant ease that I seemed to carry myself with-- even though when I looked in the mirror, most of the times I felt shame and could only see my flaws.
After I had Brie (which, no matter what, is still the best decision I’ve ever made), my midwife told me to wait at least six weeks before being sexual with my partner again.
When I tried, at six weeks-- and six months— and two years-- I felt like a dead, broken thing. My body alternately felt pain or nothing at all, utterly incapable of pleasure and unresponsive to him in bed— but also numb and untouched by the sun on my skin, and the sensation of my own movement while dancing, or hiking, or attempting a yoga practice. I was twenty-five pounds over my pre-baby weight and every day dealt with brain fog, fatigue, and mood swings.
I felt a million miles away from how I’d felt when I was pregnant-- which is the sexiest I’d ever felt in my life. When I looked down at my curvy body, for the first time in my life, it felt totally right and like everything made sense. I felt juicy and graceful, sauntering down the street in the cute maternity clothes I’d bought to show off my belly, making time to go to prenatal yoga three days a week and a massage every other week. Best of all, I had been intensely, easily orgasmic-- especially for my partner, who would soon be my co-parent.
But fast forward a couple years later, and if he touched me at all, even on my shoulder, I felt resentment for his “constant” need for attention. I hated everything about my thirty-eight year old body, which felt old, flabby, and numb. And even though the doctors told me everything was fine, it still hurt to have sex most of the time, and most of what I read online seemed to tell me, well, this is just what it’s like at this phase of life. What did you expect?
Fortunately, everything we’re reading online is wrong. Sex doesn’t need to die with marriage, birth, or getting older.
In fact, it can be better and deeper and more luscious.
I dove into studying the jade egg to restore my pelvic floor health and sensitivity, dug deeper into tantra and other ways of connecting to the energy of my own sexuality, and immersed myself in the VITA method of coaching for sex, love, and relationships, which allowed me to shift patterns of trauma, resentment, disembodiment, shame and self-worth that had been building up in my body from long before marriage and pregnancy. I also revamped my personal apothecary to focus on energy boosting, heart opening, hormone balancing plant medicine.
And I found myself able to connect with to body and my partner in a deep and loving way that renewed our love and my own sense of pleasure and embodiment-- in fact, today, I’m able to experience more bliss, ecstasy, and divine awakening in my sexual experiences with myself and with my partner than ever. (Not to mention, I’ve also dropped twenty pounds, cured my brain fog and fatigue, and created massive upleveling and growth in my relationship, which rocks!)
Which is what I want for you, too.
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