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	<title>Comments on: My husband’s third leg</title>
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	<description>We think there is a serious lack of relevant and useful information about the sexuality of African women. This blog is a space for African women to share tips, experiences and more...</description>
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		<title>By: Sugabelly</title>
		<link>http://adventuresfrom.com/2009/07/08/my-husband%e2%80%99s-third-leg.html#comment-963</link>
		<dc:creator>Sugabelly</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 31 Jul 2009 00:20:07 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Poor child. The trauma. Luckily she won&#039;t remember it by the time she&#039;s twenty... hopefully.

I&#039;m caught in the middle when it comes to my ideas about parenting. I definitely want to have a close and open relationship with my children, but at the same time, I don&#039;t want to stop being a person just because I have kids. 

It&#039;s like all those Nigerian women that have one child and suddenly they turn into this dowdy depressing sparkless disgusting mess because they are &quot;mothers&quot; now. Just the word &#039;mother&#039; is full of dusty blankets and layers of fat and boredom&#039;.

So, what shall I do when I have children and need to have sex? I&#039;ll just do what I&#039;ve always done anyway. Have sex on the boardroom table at his office. That way we can use the bed at home for more family friendly activities like cuddling and colouring and watching sappy movies.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Poor child. The trauma. Luckily she won&#8217;t remember it by the time she&#8217;s twenty&#8230; hopefully.</p>
<p>I&#8217;m caught in the middle when it comes to my ideas about parenting. I definitely want to have a close and open relationship with my children, but at the same time, I don&#8217;t want to stop being a person just because I have kids. </p>
<p>It&#8217;s like all those Nigerian women that have one child and suddenly they turn into this dowdy depressing sparkless disgusting mess because they are &#8220;mothers&#8221; now. Just the word &#8216;mother&#8217; is full of dusty blankets and layers of fat and boredom&#8217;.</p>
<p>So, what shall I do when I have children and need to have sex? I&#8217;ll just do what I&#8217;ve always done anyway. Have sex on the boardroom table at his office. That way we can use the bed at home for more family friendly activities like cuddling and colouring and watching sappy movies.</p>
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		<title>By: Abena Gyekye</title>
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		<dc:creator>Abena Gyekye</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 23:13:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>LOL! Mr Jones, your wisdom is simple, yet profound. We&#039;ve already started locking doors when we plan on &#039;knocking boots&#039;.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>LOL! Mr Jones, your wisdom is simple, yet profound. We&#8217;ve already started locking doors when we plan on &#8216;knocking boots&#8217;.</p>
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		<title>By: Mr Jones</title>
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		<dc:creator>Mr Jones</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 09 Jul 2009 18:18:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>:D Sorry for the rude interruption. Doors have locks for a reason.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p> <img src='http://adventuresfrom.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' />  Sorry for the rude interruption. Doors have locks for a reason.</p>
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		<title>By: novisi</title>
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		<dc:creator>novisi</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 17:39:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>o no!
what a miss!

that was a perfect &#039;teachable moment&#039; for sex-education! 

it&#039;s said something like: teach the children so when they grow they would not depart from it!

i beseech you!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>o no!<br />
what a miss!</p>
<p>that was a perfect &#8216;teachable moment&#8217; for sex-education! </p>
<p>it&#8217;s said something like: teach the children so when they grow they would not depart from it!</p>
<p>i beseech you!</p>
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		<title>By: Nana</title>
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		<dc:creator>Nana</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Jul 2009 16:37:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Lol at the idea of parents watching &quot;blue films&quot;.  Your daughter has also given me &quot;major jokes&quot;, so how did you explain things to her?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Lol at the idea of parents watching &#8220;blue films&#8221;.  Your daughter has also given me &#8220;major jokes&#8221;, so how did you explain things to her?</p>
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