It was so hot at first; sex at all times of the day no matter what we were doing. Now it tends to be at bedtime, or in the morning. Sometimes I worry he doesn’t really want it, and once I’ve come there’s a sigh of relief and he can get some sleep. Even shower sex is less frequent: ‘I just need to wash my hair, babe’. It feels like I’m nagging him – but for sex. Surely that can’t be right?!