Hot Mama

I've always believed this statement to be true...sexiness is about confidence.  If you feel hot and sexy, chances are that other people/men feel the same way about you.  Having a baby really puts a damper on the "sexy" feeling.  Let's not even talk about this new body that is not as tight or firm as your old body...I'm talking more about the day to day.  There is a good chance you smell like spit-up but don't realize it (not sexy).  You might find yourself talking baby talk in adult conversations (not sexy).  You are constantly tired or talking about being tired (not sexy). 

Over the last few weeks I've been thinking...if I don't feel sexy, how in the world is my husband supposed to find me extremely sexy?  Of course he loves me, thinks I'm beautiful, and wants to have sex with me.  But does he want to tear my clothes off and do dirty things to me the minute he walks in the door because I'm exuding sex appeal?  Not so sure.  I decided it was time to peel away this comfort feeling and really up the sexiness in my relationship post baby.  Our son is now 4 and a half months old.  My time to feel frumpy is over..bring on the hot sex!

What better time to really turn my game on then the big Valentines holiday.  For those of you who don't really know me, I'm not a crazy Valentines girl.  It's not a huge deal to me and my husband and I have never made it a huge deal in our relationship.  Yes, there are cards and flowers but never a huge deal.  This year, I wanted to turn up the heat a little and have a romantic night, sans baby, to really show him how much I appreciate the wonderful husband and father he is.  In this area, as in many others, it helps to be a girl.  If my husband was really trying to impress me, there would have to be some sort of bling, a designer bag, or something along those expensive lines.  For us girls, we just  need to show a little skin and the guys are drooling.  I decided I was going to surprise him when he got home from work on Friday night.  He was going to come home to a home made meal, dessert, drinks, and a wife serving all of this in a hot outfit that left little to the imagination.  The plan was to make an italian dish for the main course and then red velvet cupcakes (his fav) for dessert.  Originally, I planned to make the cupcakes from scratch.  Then I thought...let's be realistic.  Is my husband really going to care if these cupcakes are made from scratch if I present them wearing a thong and thigh highs?  I don't think so.  I opted for the box cake mix version.
 
Friday came and my mom picked up the baby after work and then I quickly got moving.  I'm not going to lie, wasn't really too concerned with the food at this "dinner."  The purpose of this night was me, all done up, ready to have some fun and bring sexy back.  Earlier that day I had gone to get a spray tan.  I truly believe that EVERYONE looks better a little tan.  I'm not talking a crazy orange color, just a pretty, natural bronze.  I later touched up the cleavage with a sparkle bare minerals bronzer to really bring the color out and look like I just stepped off the beach.  I spent the rest of my time applying dark smoky eyes, doing my hair, and shaving/waxing my entire body.  I put on a "pre-game" cd that I found from college to get me pumped up.  I wanted to feel hot and let me tell you, I did. 

I had the table set, the music on, candles lit, and was ready to serve dinner in my hot outfit.  When my husband walked in the door, I was standing in the living room, wearing a hot little number including but not limited to stilletoes and lace thigh highs, and sipping champagne.  He looked at me with a "are you serious" look and then I walked toward him, trying to explain that I had dinner for us and was going to serve him but I didn't really get that far.  He reacted just how I wanted him to.  Dessert came before the main course and it was delicious.  There wasn't just sex (there's been plenty of that) there was serious sexy sex.  Eventually we ate dinner and cupcakes (which he thought were very tasty), relaxed, had some more steamy dessert.

Maybe it was the outfit.  Maybe it was the way I felt.  Maybe it was the music (an LC remix), reminding me of our college hook ups.  Regardless, this mom feels hot and sexy again and all it took was a little lace and a feeling.