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I too dreaded sex after pushing out my second son (I was "luckily" single when my first was born, no pressure there!). I remember what it felt like to be terrified of being touched, disappointed in my lack of libido (which was on fire both before and during my pregnancy). The fear lessened, the desired increased, and my husband and I made it work. This fall I had an abortion, and a bit surprisingly to me faced the same fears and doubts. My body was "back to normal" after a week, but I didn't know if I wanted to ever have the kind of sex that got me pregnant in the first place. After the first couple of attempts at penetrative sex, I was really worried it would never feel good again. Of course, months later things are back to normal.
I write because Mary Elizabeth Williams writes frankly but lightly about a subject that happens to millions of women. I concur with other writers here: there is a difference between spurring on discussion and just ripping the author/article apart.
