There Is An Urgency In The Air, It's Baby Fever And It Won't Go Away

I am a lesbian. 35. In a lesbian marriage to a 33 year old woman. Life was good, we went about our days. We bought a house. We decided to be normal. That's where I got in trouble. The man across the street stuck a baby in me, actually twins. We fought the anger and accepted that maybe to be normal this was what we needed, a blessing in disguise.

When the twins were born he insisted on his parental rights and the twins have his last name. He is involved, he wants to be the father. Everyday. My wife was moping around, the babies, this man in our house. She kept her mouth shut but she felt displaced. On the twins' first birthday, a lot of people were here, and the father kissed her in a overt sexual way. There was an eye battle until she broke it off laying her head on his shoulder.

After the party, after everyone left, after the babies were in bed I asked her if she wanted to have a baby of her own. Maybe she just needed to give it up and take the baby he was more than happy to give her. Pull her panties up and give in. She asked him to give her a baby. Same terms and conditions, she's the mother, he's the father. The baby changed her completely, she's all grown up now. She loves being a mother.

I don't say anything, I watch. She is all woman now. I love her, don't get me wrong. I know how she feels. Bearing and presenting a baby to a man is pretty committed, you feel different when he walks in the door. The long months of breastfeeding, the months of being pregnant, change you. We aren't who we were the day we moved in here.

She is going to stay home from now on, and do what mother's do. If it comes to happen that she asks for number two I will not be surprised. I want another one too. We aren't getting any younger, and this is the season for us. I feel it everyday.