Postpartum sex can be intense, but sometimes a bit too intense as what you’ll from my story.
What can you read in this article?
- What 5 months of pent up passion led to
- Why she decided to stop in the middle of intercourse
- Postpartum sex – why you need to take it slow
I had my daughter, Kali when the Covid-19 pandemic started early in 2020. Since restrictions and lock-downs were in place, our families couldn’t come up to Baguio to visit us when she was born. Instead, it was just my husband and me, along with our 1-year-old toddler and our newborn baby girl at that time.
Two weeks postpartum, I ended up being rushed to the hospital because of over-fatigue and stress. The doctors said I was putting my body through too much strain as a new mom who was still recovering from childbirth, which was true.
It was just us four living together. And since my husband worked through the nights, it was just me and the two little ones throughout most of the day, every day.
What five months of being apart from hubby led to
After my Emergency Room incident, my husband and mother decided that the kids and I should move back to my mother’s house and live there while I recover and get help from her.
So, we left my husband in Baguio while we moved to La Union for a couple of months. Just so that I could get help as I adjusted to being a mother of two.
After five months of living away from my husband, and him not being with our kids, we decided to move back up to Baguio. My husband and I didn’t have any intimate contact with each other since a couple of weeks before I gave birth to Kali, and the whole time we were apart.
Five months have gone by without any intimate contact between each other! You could imagine our plans once we were together again.
The day we got back to Baguio, we were reunited as a family. We spent the whole day together catching up. But when nighttime fell, we were so happy to put the kids down for bed and spend some quality mommy and daddy time together.
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Postpartum sex – so good, it hurts. But was it supposed to hurt that bad?
The tension of not being together for months built up. And as expected, we had plans for that night. We had our long-awaited”quality time.” It was good “quality time” indeed … until it wasn’t.
Being parents, we all know how intercourse works. And as adults, we all know that when you haven’t had it in a long time, just like postpartum sex, you tend to get carried away.
Well, this is exactly what happened in our case. We enjoyed ourselves a bit too much; most especially my husband.
Minutes through our “quality time,” things weren’t feeling as good for me anymore compared to when we started. I began to feel heat and pain in my lady regions. We tried to keep going until I told him that we really had to stop.
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Back in college and in my graduate school, I took up medical and science-related courses (and with my experience as well), so with my knowledge, I can tell when something is physiologically wrong with my body- and something was.
I had this feeling before, though. The burning and itchy feeling after having “quality time.” I knew that we had been a bit too rough and that I had a slight abrasion (cut) near my lady parts. I didn’t think much of it, though, since I knew it would heal up soon.
After our “quality time” that night, we decided to take a rest from intimate contact until I was feeling better. Hopefully, maybe just for the following day, then we could try again that night. So, we did. But it wasn’t what I was hoping for. The pain only got worse, and it wasn’t like anything I felt before.
Putting sex on hold again
I decided to contact a colleague of mine who was a doctor. I described to her what happened and what I felt, and she said that it was, in fact, a vaginal tear- you know, like the thing that happens when you give birth.
Ouch. I even had my husband take a look at it, and it indeed looked like a vaginal tear.
We played it too rough when we finally got back together. Instead of us having more intimate nights over the first few days of my return, we ended up not being able to have any intimate nights for the course of three weeks.
There is a saying that I truly believe in – “slow and steady wins the race.” It looks like that really does apply in this situation.