Before having a baby, our sex life was mutually pleasurable, spontaneous and fairly regular. But even six weeks after the vaginal delivery of our daughter – when the GP officially deigns you able to have sex again – the very idea seemed impossible.
I’d had an episiotomy while in labour and was now thick with stitches and scars. Sex would hurt, I thought. I couldn’t even sit down without wincing, so I was having none of it.
I also felt asexual, like my sexual desire had fallen out of me along with the placenta. I was spending 24 hours a day being a mum. I didn’t have one patch of skin that wanted warm hands on it. In fact, I wondered if some of the nerve endings had been severed in labour,…
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Red UK (Digital) - 1 Issue, July 2018