Let's Talk About Sex...

On the girls night out, well I say girls, I mean ladies I suppose. Oh. Now that makes me feel old. Anyway, on our night out I noticed we spent a lot of time discussing sex.
When we used to get together on boozy nights out pre-marriage the discussions would go like this...
'I wonder when he's going to ask me to marry him?'
'I wonder if he is EVER going to ask me to marry him?'
'I would ideally like a full carat...'
'I like the names Daisy and Oscar. He likes the names Kate and Harry. Is it a sign?'
We talked about weddings, babies, houses, work (note - houses and work, not housework which is what we discuss regularly now. Saddos that we are). We didn't really talk about sex, probably because we were all doing it.
In the shower before work.
In the afternoons whilst watching an old black and white movie.
On the stairs when we got in from a night out.
Over the sink whilst we were brushing our teeth.

Now, post babies, all married for three years or more we talk about supermarkets, cleaning, schools and sex. Mainly the lack of it.
We all have children under 5.
One friend has sex as often as we have a birthdays.
One friend has sex twice a week. Because she feels like she has to or her husband sulks, so she kind of sees it as getting it out of the way, in much the same way as doing the coloured wash.

So, did we leave our sex drives in the side cabinet next to the hospital bed when we went in to have our babies?

If so, we need to go back and see if we can find 'em because we want to get our Mojo back. We miss our sex drives!!