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First of all, as a women who was petrified of losing my identity, and wrote a book about it called Sippy Cups Are Not For Chardonnay: And Other things I had to learn as a new mom, I totally identify. I loved sex before my baby came along. With the baby came a world of anxiety and identity confusion which didn't exactly lead to the heights of sexual ecstasy. I found myself just trying to please my husband to 'do my part' rather than go about it for my own pleasure. I wrote about this in my book and hope that other women relate and I don't get the kind of bitchy letters that some readers are sending. This wasn't whiny, it was confessional. We need more of that!