Housewife's Secret Sins and the Truth of Our Marriage Bed

So here I am, your typical suburban stay-at-home parent. Been married to my husband for over a decade now, we have two kids together who keep us pretty busy. Everything looks perfect from the outside; both our families think it’s some kind of fairy tale marriage. But I guess they don’t know that the last few months haven’t been so peachy keen in the bedroom department. See, my husband and I were always very intimate, but he got a new job recently, one with long hours and a lot of stress. That stress seemed to take away his sex drive completely; the nights went from steamy pillow talk and hands-on exploration to me being alone in our bed wondering if we even had sex last night. I tried talking about it, but he was all about the ‘it’s just temporary’ crap and I ended up feeling like a nagging wife. Which made me feel bad for getting mad at him because here we are living happily with two kids, so what does it matter if there’s no sex? But I have this uncontrollable urge to be touched, to feel desire again. So after weeks of tension and frustration, something snapped inside me. I found myself searching for ways to satisfy my own desires, fantasies that I hadn’t thought about since before we had kids, you know the kind where it’s just you and your partner locked away without any distractions or guilt trips about responsibility. And one night, it all got too much. I took matters into my own hands, no pun intended. After another long day of taking care of everyone but myself, I put on something sexy and walked into the bedroom. My husband was on his phone as usual. Instead of saying hi like a normal person would do, I made a move. He looked up surprised; maybe he thought it was a joke or something. I just gave him this look, you know that one that says 'do your job' and left the room. A couple hours later when my husband was done with work, I had myself wrapped up in pleasure on my own terms. It felt liberating, to be honest. And weirdly enough, afterwards, he came into our bedroom and we finally talked about all this. We’ve managed to make some progress since then, it’s been a long time coming. But tonight was a reminder that sometimes you need to take the wheel yourself when no one else will.