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What comes to mind when you think about talking to your husband about physical intimacy? It seems logical that we should talk about something so vital to our relationship, but for many women it also seems scary. Maybe you can relate... “It feels so awkward to talk about it.” “Every time we try to talk about it, it ends up in a fight.” “I don’t know how to express what I really feel inside. “If we talk about it, he’ll try to talk me into things I don’t feel like doing.” It might not be easy to start talking, but it can heal your soul when you start connecting on this level. Expect it to feel uncomfortable at first, but do it anyway…because you deserve a happy marriage. Here are my best tips to guide you through it! 1- Practice acceptance of each other first. When both partners feel accepted by each other and are comfortable sharing non-intimate feelings, they are more open to sharing the more vulnerable parts of desire. ...
Good communication is one of the most important aspects of a good relationship. I used to tell my husband this All. The. Time. I thought I was such a good communicator because I was willing to talk when he wasn't. Little did I know that my communication style was suffocating his desire to communicate. After writing this post a few days ago, about communicating in a way that helps foster truth and openness with your partner, I had and "add-on" experience, that I thought I'd share. In the previous post, I wrote about how my son broke some glass in my room. Somehow, I was able to not yell at him, and because of that he felt comfortable sharing the whole truth of the broken glass. We were then able to connect and work together to clean up the mess, and the whole thing actually turned out to be a positive experience for both of us. I felt good about the fact that I was able to show him he could be honest with me, even when he thought I might not like the trut...
Tonight, I was summoned to my bedroom. One of my boys was there surrounded by broken glass. I'm telling you guys, there was glass everywhere! In my bed, in the laundry baskets, in my jacket, between my books, buried in the long pile carpet. You get the picture. I could tell he was nervous and afraid to speak. Finally he told me he was responsible for the broken glass. He was still afraid to give the details. I won't lie, my tired body was fighting back anger and my frustrations were running deep. Somehow I mustered the ability to say, "It's OK buddy, accidents happen. Let's just get this cleaned up." After the words come out of my mouth, I instantly saw him soften. He went on to explain that he was swinging the couch pillows and accidently hit the lights. He hurried to get the vacuum and stayed by my side until we cleaned up all the glass we could find. As we were cleaning I thought about how the ...
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