Had to put this little note here--TONIGHT my wife told me she wanted to make love when the kids were in bed. This was right before dinner. She made dinner while I put the baby to bed. We ate, the boys went out to play, and she disappeared into the bathroom. It eventually got to the point that I was dancing in circles, and she was still in there. When she finally came out, it was clear that she was feeling miserable.
I told her to go to bed if it would make her feel better, and I'd get the older boys to bed. So here I am. I'm sure this sounds petty and selfish to a woman, but I AM disappointed. I'm not angry at her, which is an improvement for me, but it'd be a lie to say I just accept it with calm detachment. It's not her fault, but it is just my damn luck.
