The seven year itch - Josie Lloyd

MEET JACKDadness. Women have a sixth sense for it. To them, youre like an old bull in a field at the side of the motorway, harmlessly chewing the cud, watching the world race by, nothing like the wild buffalo stock from which you came. And thats how it should be, of course, after seven years of marriage to the woman you love. But, lately, as Ive looked around, all Ive seen is temptation. From random women in the pub, to my foxy new boss...theyve left me doubting whether Ive really been put out to pasture at all...MEET AMYMotherhood, Ive discovered, is the great leveller. I could be a celebrated fashion designer (instead of the finding, cleaning, bum-wiping domestic robot Ive become), but having kids automatically makes me the same as all the other mums in The Coven up the park. And being the same makes me want to do something terribly rash like rediscover the impulsive person I used to be. Dont get me wrong, I love Jack and our son, but everyone else seems to be having so much more fun than me and so much more sex...The pressure's on.Can they resist The Seven Year Itch?Can you?And if one of them cracks? Will it be Amy or Jack?Its time to find out...