Drought

Lying in bed last night, I managed to pluck up the courage to ask my husband to have sex with me. Courage was needed for fear of rejection and was that fear was justified. His response was lack-lustre and I could honestly feel myself sinking with humiliation and hurt.

Given him his due, he tried. He touched me for a few minutes, but wouldn't let me touch him. At first, thinking, just breathe, don't freak out, just ease into things. I have been desperate for sex for so long and now it could be about to happen. Thinking it was maybe paranoia that his hand was blocking mine from touching him, I moved position. My concerns about him not wanting to partake were confirmed when he turned his body and lay on his front, again, so I was unable to touch him.

I guess I just froze. Even though he was finally touching me and I would have happily melted away and let him continue, I just froze, lying still thinking how to get his hands off me.

I turned away in the end, chanting over and over, "Do NOT cry," I just felt heartbroken.

Wondering if it was worth an argument, or whether to storm off to the sofa to cry alone, I realised that the tears wouldn't come out anyway.

What am I supposed to do?I can hardly blame him for not wanting sex with me as surely it's my fault.
It could be pregnancy related or maybe he just doesn't enjoy it or feel attracted to me any more. I think we have had sex a grand total of 5 times since we married which was 8/9 weeks ago and I am panicking that it could be awhile after having the baby that I am ready again for sex.

Do I confront him? Do I wait until after the baby? I know I can't survive without sex and I don't know what my alternatives are.