Lust

It’s 10 o’clock on a weekday. We’re spent, exhausted, tapped out, d-o-n-e. We’ve packed lunches, made breakfast, waited for buses, worked all day, shuttled to pre-school and back, taught 300 elementary kids P.E., taught 30 8th graders math online, taken back library books, ran to the post office, made phone calls, remembered birthdays, scheduled appointments, shuffled kids to practices where we are the coach, tutored, practiced piano, made lunch, made dinner, cleaned up, thrown in laundry, worked out, played with the kids, did homework, gave kids baths and put them to bed. We’ve finished our pre-bed routine of making coffee for the next morning, packing more lunches, throwing in more laundry, checking email, writing blog posts and now it’s our time.

But we’re tired. Oh so tired. And spent.

But it’s there. The heat. The desire. The need.

We need that contact. That touch. We need that connection. We need to remember that we’re still WE and not just for them. We want it, we need it, we love it…after all these years and all of this tiredness.

That, my friends, is lust.

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15 responses to “Lust

  1. Oh my gosh, this totally rocks. Love and lust intertwined, THAT’S what makes life so rich and steamy and beautiful! Not to mention satisfying.

  2. The “we” of two. Thanks for reminding me.

  3. Yes. Sometimes we forget that the lust in a marriage soooo important.

  4. That IS what we call lust. We do NEED it. Human touch is one of the most powerful things in the world.

  5. Yes, I think love requires lust…but lust can exist without love…and you nailed which is the better one!

  6. You’re right! When you can overcome (pun??) all those circumstances it IS lust. And love. Glad you have it.

  7. This was great. I could relate to every last detail of your post.

    I am so glad to meet you over Momalom. Will be back!

  8. I love this. Hubby and I are both teachers and parents of 2 boys (1 year old and 4 years old)…you pretty much described our exact day-in-the-life.
    At the end of the day, we do want, need, desire…but some nights, the sleep takes over!
    However, I will tell you that if we don’t remind ourselves constantly about the WE, I firmly believe it falls apart, or at the very least, gets a little less fun…! Glad I found you through 5 for 10…will be back!

  9. And, that is plain awesome! That is what most of us strive for. Good For YOU!!!!

  10. perfect. I so often forget the “we”. Way too often (much to my husband’s chagrin!). Thank you for reminding me.

  11. Oh my goodness, that is so true. We can go weeks without, but then all of a sudden it’s a necessity. We need it to reconnect, to be closer and to remember why we started this journey in the first place.

  12. Yay! I’m so happy to hear you’ve got some sizzle in your marriage. I’m just starting to remember the “we” again. Glad to meet you through five for ten and thank you for sharing with us.

  13. Late, but here!!! Still catching up on Five for Ten.

    And, um, HIYA, did you just describe every busy family’s life or what? I mean, it’s crazy right? I found myself nodding my head through your list at the top…all the stuff that we do in a day. And then I was kinda shaking it in disbelief. Because it goes on and on and really? REALLY? HOW can we possibly do so much in one day. I’m tired just thinking about it, let alone doing it.

    But the lust. It’s there. The sex. It has to be. Because we need it. It is a connection. And it is treasured.

  14. Oh, and by the way, has Jen added you to the MomMamaMommy! list yet? If not, swing by the site and grab the link to her email to have her put you on it. I’d do it but I’M the one who’s behind on Five for Ten. JEN is finished with her reads. Whoops. Bad sister. BAD sister.

    😉

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