I Would Rather Talk About Sex....

I can imagine my Mom hold her breath as she clicks the link to this article, while my sister picks her self up off the floor, and I wouldn't dare show it to my 89 year old Grandmother in fear of her health.

Why is it that such a simple, 3 lettered word insights so many emotions within us. Especially as females, the word sex often feels like a "bad word" and implies a negative connotation of the act. When actually it is one of our most basic instincts, right up there with breathing and eating.

“The truth is, having to talk about infertility and the fact I may not be able to carry children is much more of a sensitive subject than sex itself.”

I never really imagined having children until I was told I might not be able to have them, in fact I told my Mom I didn't want them. I never imagined a mini-van or tahoe full of little-ones or planning perfect birthday parties between ballet and baseball.

Instead, I dreamed of traveling the world with JD, becoming the definition of a "Power Couple," and having all the black labs he would allow in the house at one time. Looking back to that mindset, I think we would have still have had children because I wouldn't want to miss the opportunity to see JD as a Dad, but I have no doubt that it would have still been 10 years after everyone thought we should.

With that being said and being faced with infertility, simple questions like "So, when are you going to have a baby?" and statements like "You and JD need to have a baby already," are like knives to my heart and punches to the gut.

All the sudden, I am angry at every pregnancy announcement, find myself a little more beaten down after each routine pregnancy test, and don't get me started on watching adoption videos (I cry ALL the tears.) Don't worry fertile Momma's, my anger isn't directed to you, but to the situation.

Back in August, Justin and I were at the pool and a kind older man began giving me the third degree about starting a family, as if it was my sole job on this planet. I know Justin could feel my ability to keep my Southern Belle hat on was not going to last much longer, and he politely changed subjects.

However, it got me thinking; why is it OKAY to talk about me having a baby, but it's not acceptable for me to talk about sex. I would much rather talk about sex than have to admit all my infertility problems to a perfect stranger. To me, another negative pregnancy test is much harder to talk about than the last time I had sex.

I want to help reverse the taboo and help women feel like they can talk about sex if they want to, discuss infertility, and empower them in and outside of the bedroom. Therefore, this post is just the first in the series "I Would Rather Talk About Sex."

We will chat about all sensitive, serious, taboo, and sometimes straight up silly sides of sex, so maybe our daughters wont treat it quite so sinfully. If you would like to follow these post, receive exclusive content,  and help me out with a fun survey; Please, subscribe below!

I look forward to talking about Sex with you!!

xoxo,

Kendall Mariah