After my daughter, I will admit, I was worried about everything. I wanted her to be super smart and there was a part of the marriage that I failed on my part. I was a mom 24/7. I didn't have an "off" to my mommy switch.
The one night I had tried to turn "off" the mommy switch - Ember was 5 months old - we were talking about when we would have another child in a year or 5 years in the future. My husband and I were cuddled up and when I was about to make a move... he screams out at my touch. "COLD HANDS!"
Apparently the vampire in me felt so cold against him that it completely turned the "off" switch for any sexual feelings. I'm pretty sure my neighbors (living in an apartment at the time) heard my husbands cry for mercy. I curled up in a ball and felt so horrible. Mostly humiliated. My husband ended up laughing. I didn't know what was going to happen next.
We still laugh about the "Cold Hands" and after that moment I really began to start working on our "on" and "off" switches in the world of mommy-hood.