DIGRESSION: First Comes Love

[One of a series of excerpts from Marion Winik's memoirs of marriage to a gay man, for first-time MarriageDebate.com visitors]

Tony always said that I exaggerated about how we never had sex. The problem was that when we did make love, I liked it so much that I just made me think about how we didn't have it enough, and how I could never get it when I wanted. I always had to wait until he decided it was time. And there were very long periods when it wasn't time, and I eventually got used to that, especially during the nearly five years that I was either pregnant or nursing. . .

My calculations paid off; we got it on the first try. I doubt there has ever been a happier pregnant person on earth than I was, or a prouder, gentler father-to-be than Tony. Someone had given me a bound "Pregnancy Journal," with questions printed at the top of each blank page to encourage writing, and my answeres are almost nauseating in their exuberance. . .I wrote, in violet felt-tip marker, no less: 'All over the world, champagne and confetti were the order of the day. Bears rode down the streets on bicycles with ballerinas balancing on their handlebars. A holiday was declared in seventy-two countries and hundreds of telegrams of congratulation arrived at our door. Meanwhile, Tony and I ate pasta with pistachio pesto for dinner and sipped mineral water as the future bloomed in wet pastel colors before our wondering eyes.'"

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