Myers - The mommy mojo makeover: 28 tools to reclaim your sensuality & reignite your relationship

Copyright 2018 by Dana Braverman Myers.

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Trade paper ISBN: 978-1-62778-282-1

E-book ISBN: 978-1-62778-283-8

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I dedicate this book to
myself,
with love, pride, and sweet satisfaction.

This commitment was my compass;
a guide to becoming the mother, lover,
and woman I am today,
so that I could share this knowledge
with you, Mama.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

PREFACE

Motherhood, Marriage and Mojo

HELLO, GORGEOUS AND WELCOME TO THE MOMMY MOJO MAKEOVER!

IM THRILLED YOUVE DECIDED to take part in this transformational journey to reawakening your sexuality and reigniting the spark in your relationship. You are on your way to a sexier, more confident and satisfying experience of motherhood and partnership.

But, before we begin, I want to share a story with you: Several years ago, I was in Los Angeles, giving a blowjob workshop for an A-list celebrity and her friends. Yes, you read that right. As a sex expert and the founder of the sexy lifestyle brand Booty Parlor, I often do these types of things!

This celebrity had two children and was married to one of the most gorgeous leading men in Hollywood. When I walked in her front door, bag of cucumbers in hand, I took stock of her life: an amazing career, a stylish home, gorgeous children, and an insanely hot husband. When she met me at the door, she looked flushed and vibrant, like shed just had an orgasm.

And I thought, Yes! I want that! I can have that!

At the time, I was six months pregnant with my first child. I spent my days running my business, zen-ning out in prenatal yoga classes, seeing girlfriends, going on fun dates and weekend trips with my husband, and shopping for the nursery. I daydreamed about the baby that was coming, imagining how I would effortlessly slide into my perfect vision of blissful, working motherhood and Pinterest-worthy domesticity. In those visions, I had it all: the career, the baby, the body that bounced back, the sizzling sex life. When I saw this celebrity mom looking stunning in her fabulous house with her darling children and hunky husband, it gave me the mental confirmation that I, too, could have it all.

But the glittering little vision Id created was about to crack. As I demonstrated my best manhandling maneuvers in the workshop, amidst giggles, chitchat, and champagne sipping, the celebrity nodded and laughed and even took a few notes. But then, out of nowhere, her smile faded and she said, Ive got to be honest with you. Im just not that into sex anymore. Im so tired. And my libido? Well its dead. My husbands gorgeous and a great parent and I love him, but the lust is gone.

She pointed at my bulging belly, took a huge crunch out of her cucumber in the now-silent room, and said, Youll see.

I was stunned silent. I thought, Wait, what? I wont see. No, I cant see. Thats just not an option for me!

How could this be? My careerno, my life was dedicated to empowering women to live a sexier, more turned-on lifestyle. Pursuing sensual pleasure and romance was my passion! It was second nature to me. Sex was always how I expressed myself; an outlet for my creativity, a playground to unleash my inner wild-girl, a channel to release my anxiety, frustration, and sadness. I couldnt imagine living without that energy, that desire, that electricity, that Mojo within the dynamics of my marriage to Charlie. So how could having a baby possibly change such a core component of my identity?

Little did I know .

MY MOMMY MOJO EXPERIENCE: FROM MOJO TO NOJO

When I gave birth to our son, Rocky, I felt like a glowing warrior goddess.

In that moment, I was more feminine, powerful, and sensual than ever before. I felt more love than I could imaginefor our baby, my husband, myselfand even my own mother and father.

It felt magical, like Id done what I was born to do. And I was so very happy.

But as the weeks passed and the newborn high subsided, the days and nights started blurring together. My energy fizzled out. I went from drowsy to exhausted to flat-out broken down from sleep deprivation. My breasts ached and leaked, and my brain felt fuzzy. I felt utterly unsexy, and totally alien in my own skin.

You see, before becoming a mom, I knew who I was: confident, sexy, and successful. I had built a career, married the love of my life, founded a flourishing business, penned my first book, appeared in national media, and led sexy seminars for celebrities. I went into motherhood on cloud nine, self-assured and fulfilled. But as happy as I was to welcome my boy into the world, Id be lying if I didnt admit that becoming a mother also turned my whole life upside down.

When I became a mother, my core identity changed. I didnt know exactly who I was anymore. I was no longer Dana, the founder of this, the writer of that Suddenly, I was Rockys mommy. I didnt yet know myself as a mother, and it took some time to figure out who this new me really was. Motherhood wasnt just about learning how to care for a baby, but rather, a journey of learning how to love and accept the woman, wife, and mother I became when I entered parenthood.

Every decision I made suddenly took on new meaning. My emotions were different; my priorities changed. Past concerns and interests seemed trivial. My energy was both sky-high and completely shot at the same time. Not to mention my body felt like it belonged to someone else.

And along with these changes came a shift in my relationship to my partner.

We were madly in love with our baby and enamored with the creative process of family life. But it didnt take long before I began to feel a little disconnected from my husband. I was impatient, annoyed, and resentful that he went to work while I was stuck at home. We were so focused on becoming good parents, on not screwing up this massive responsibility, that we began to lose sight of our own relationship. Like most new parents, we were stumbling and struggling to fit romance and fun into our new life.

After a couple months of healing, I felt a deep, physical urge to return to sex with my man. Yes! There I was again! Well sort of . Although the pain that lingered from childbirth had subsided and the return of my ability to orgasm reminded me of how much I enjoy having sex, that deep, physical urge was often fleeting. I was, like most moms, just too damn tired to get it on. I wasnt interested, and I felt as though my innate sexuality was on pause, indefinitely. In some moments, I would even think to myself, I have a baby nowwhat do I need sex for anymore?