So this is how the night plays out. My husband comes home from work and hints all evening about what he wants later. You know how it goes, butt grab here, neck kiss there

And I'm like

Because it's been a few days and I want him. So later that night I come up to bed and he's waiting there like

And I do. We start messing around and it seems like there's something between us

My giant belly.

So try as we might, my belly is in the way. Missionary is a complete no go. When I get on top, my pelvis screams. Our favorite positions are no longer comfy. Anything that allows him to go too deep hurts like a bitch so with every thrust I'm like

And I get so frustrated that I end up just wanting him to finish so I can go to sleep.

Officially hating third trimester sex. Going to keep working on it though!