In my mind, the answer to our spontaneous sex woes is simple: a vasectomy. Such a minor thing to have in order for us to have a happy and healthy sex life. Or at least for me it is such a simple and minor thing. Problem is, it's been a year that my husband has been dodging the "you need to get a vasectomy" bullet. Why is birth control up to me and why do I have to be the nagging wife to get this done?