FINALLY ITS OVER! you think as you see no more blood on your pad/in your tampon. It’s been a long painful week of mood swings and cramps and blood, so much blood. But it’s all over for the next three weeks!

Your husband of two years, Spencer, helped you through all of it. Grabbing you hot water bottles, pain meds, chocolate, and even flowers that now sit on your nightstand. He’s so sweet and thoughtful, which is kinda sexy when you think about it.

The day went great for both of you, Dinner was delicious, and the movie and cuddles are amazing as always. The only thing wrong is that you can’t focus on the movie. You can’t even think of anything remotely appropriate right now. All you can imagine is how amazing having sex with the love of your life would be. How lovely it would feel.

You try to keep your head on his chest as you watch the movie. His hands are wrapped softly around you, fingers laced resting on your shoulder. He glances down at you noticing that you’re not paying attention to the movie and cocks his head. “Everything alright, honey?”