I’m not by nature an exhibitionist, but we all have our moments of temptation. Mine often come in elevators, when I’m momentarily cloistered in close quarters with my four young boys and some man. It’s crowded, so he is literally backed in a corner. I see him glancing back and forth between the children and me, his thoughts as clear as a baby’s bottle. Can they really all be hers? Holy cow.

In my fantasy, I address him casually. “Hey, Mr. Staring Guy,” I say. “Have you had sex four times in your life? That’s great. Me too!”

I don’t actually say this, because a lady doesn’t kiss and tell, even when the evidence is rummaging through her coat pockets and tugging at both sleeves. It’s fun to imagine though, and since my fifth is expected at the end of this year, it should soon be possible to shock without speaking. I’m looking forward to some sizzling months of scaring strangers with my shameless fecundity. Four boys, and she’s even having another one? Who does that?

The short answer is: a Catholic. I’m one of those crazy orthodox ones who shuns artificial contraceptives.

When my husband and I plunged into this lifestyle a decade ago, we were recent Catholic converts, and perhaps not fully aware that we were flinging ourselves into a chasm of religious zealotry. I’d read the Catechism, and a collection of important papal encyclicals. It seemed like this was how Catholics did things. Naturally, in the intervening years I’ve been acquainted with the reality that I am a nut, enslaved to patriarchy and probably dwelling somewhere in the low country between Michael Houellebecq’s France and Margaret Atwood’s Republic of Gilead. That’s a little startling, but I soldier on anyway. For one thing, I like to finish what I start. Also, I’m actually pretty happy with the organic-sex lifestyle. It’s a little demanding on certain fronts, but it makes for a very meaningful life, and one that is in some respects especially good for women.

You can back away slowly at this point, but as you’re retreating, let me ask one question. Isn’t it normally better to respect the natural rhythms of organic things? My liberal friends certainly seem to think so if the subject is organic farming, or the restoration of natural ecosystems. They’re enthused about breastfeeding and free bleeding, along with cleansing fasts and …read more

Source:: The Week – Lifestyle


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