Sitting quietly and weeping so hard, my heart bleeds, am just so lonely, I have lost my man to the hand of the unknown, oh mine, what have I done wrong? Why is life taking so much advantage of me? Maybe I should not have said yes, maybe I should not have given all of me in this marriage.
I thought being pregnant and having a baby will bring us closer and happier, but the reverse is the case, I wanted him to love me, and keep loving me just the way we were. I loved being pregnant so that we can have our first child, I was so big in size and lost my figure eight shape, I lost physique , my belly is stretched and oh my breast become so full, he could not suck as he used to.
The milk has refused to drain even after 6 months of breastfeeding the baby, I need to breastfeed my man, he was the first baby, he enjoys my full moon , he craves for this all years long while we were courting.
Now baby has come to ruin my love life with my man. We have less time to devote to each other, emotional intimacy is now forbidden just because I choose to have our child and making babies. Why is building a solid marriage becomes a major issue in our love making life?
Why would losing that shape become a reason for him to abandon me? Did I do this to myself for love? Why can’t he accept me the way I am now? I hate stretch marks, I never had them ever, but I couldn’t help it when I began to see them on my beautiful skin when I got pregnant, its hard to get rid of them, my husband feels I am getting out of beauty. The only thing I hear is oh my gosh, is this you Rantibaby?
Why can’t you fix yourself and get back to the way you were. My best friend has little kids. When I talk to her,
‘The only thing she tells me is that it’ll get better. And I won’t remember this any longer.’ And she takes solace in that. But now that we have teenagers, it’s a whole different game. When they’re little it’s a physical game. At this point, it’s a mental and financial game. When they’re teenagers, the future is what you’re focusing on. Are they doing well in school? Are they thinking about college? Are they maintaining intimate relationships with other kids?
Like, the hard work is done, in the sense of keeping them alive. We’re at the point where we need to create a good adult who will be self-sufficient. I think we’re more focused on how they will be a person in the world, than bedtime. Honestly, I get to bed before my kids go to sleep but my mind isn’t sleeping at all I need my man to get his manhood into my punani, Lady Bits needs agent pistol to raid the poon-tang. After all, I have invested so many years raising the kids and I can’t wait to send them to college now.
And here is what I plan to do, get back on work out, fix my belly tissues. And guess what my breast are back standing firm, no milkier danging, falling breast. All those years of sacrificing for your marriage is about to yield you success with your kids all grown and ready for college, you can shout out loud when sexuality is about to set in while fornicating with your own man of love and your sex act at this time should be more celebrated like we just getting the relationship started. Allowing the weapon of ass destruction to gently and diligently prick into vajayjay to dig it in and out then rub it all around my cupcakes, my melons, the twins have missed their owner for years.
And now we will be married again, so having kids and raising them should never be a problem in our game of love. Let us learn to make it work and if it’s not do-able at home while the kids are all around us, let’s take a vacation to get the panties down and get the show started, I will never forget our first night together with my love. M holding tight my pussy to suck in your dick. Do you want to read more? Follow city people on Instagram @citypeoplemagaz. Until my next column, why not allow your man gain full access to the vineyard with his God-given womb raider.. Laughs !!!
