This is sad in all the usual ways. I miss that baby smell and those little baby diapers and all that, but there's something else I miss too. I miss the reproductive sex. I know, I know. Finding reproductive sex sexy is sick, perverse even.
Reproductive sex is, by definition, the opposite of hot.
And yet, here I am, pining for reproductive sex. Perhaps it is because there is something terribly naughty and titillating about two women in bed with a vial of disembodied sperm. In fact, the image of two women having reproductive sex is so naughty that it is nearly unmentionable. Among the many lesbian couples I know, none of them had reproductive sex. Perhaps it is because we as a society and we as lesbian mothers cannot conceive of creating a baby without a man present.