Bringing my twins into the world was pure magic, a day etched in my heart forever. But alongside that joy, a quiet struggle began. The delivery was tough, leaving me with a vaginal tear. After healing, I noticed my body felt different—looser, in a way I hadn’t expected. At first, I brushed it off. Childbirth changes things, right? I hoped time would fix it. But it didn’t. Intimacy with my husband started to feel off. He noticed this change as well, gently mentioning that our intimacy didn’t feel the same.
His words wounded deeply, and on one particular night, when he remarked, “It’s not as tight,” my confidence was completely shattered. I hid my tears, feeling like I’d failed as a woman. Intimacy became a duty, not a joy. I worried he’d drift away, seeking what I couldn’t give. Desperate, I tried everything—exercises, creams, old wives’ tales—but nothing helped. The looseness lingered, and so did my embarrassment. I searched for answers in secret, longing to feel like myself again, to reignite that spark we’d lost. My journey wasn’t easy, but it was mine, and I was determined to discover a way forward. Continue Reading