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There's a reason why sex is sticky
by My fortnight sex experiment with my husband finished last weekend and I am ashamed to say that I did not quite manage 14 days straight but I gave it a red hot go, right up until the morning where I had to be winched to standing. I know, boos all round, especially from my hubby! I did manage ten sessions in two weeks though which is a bloody huge feat, let me tell you, or just come over and find me prone.
Although no one from the British Medical Journal has contacted me as yet, I still feel as though life as I know it has shifted slightly or should I say creaked repeatedly. I think I can safely say constant sex does not automatically make you a happier person. What it does do though is make you like the person you are having sex with a little more, and unbelievably, yourself too.
You see since the birth of our two boys, now seventeen months and two-and-a-half years, my husband has transformed into basically a much-needed second pair of hands and maybe a sounding board if I'm freaking out about something (not very often of course!). And his original roles of "the one", "the leading man" in my movie, Mr Big, my life partner or my lover were shelved at least three years ago.
With daily sex suddenly on offer that second pair of hands became all hands really, but seriously though, I fought with him a little less (for one I didn't have to beat him off with a stick like usual), I was strangely grateful for my daily slice of heaven and he just seemed overall a more attractive human being than my former grotty, co-parenting flatmate.
So although my first theory about "general happiness" may have been a bit inaccurate, the gooey bodily fluids I subjected myself to seemed to glue my hubby and me closer together, albeit in a smelly, sticky sort of way.
Of course the experiment was setup with a perfect control scenario, so any change in my moods was seamlessly attributed to the sex. Okay so that's not true, but I did also notice I felt more confident in my own skin. It's amazing how a physical act seems to transcend your skin and somehow affect your mind.
I felt like a woman again, rather than a sandwich-making, fishwife hollering for help, while holding down a screaming toddler so as to remove poo from his bottom without it landing in my face. Although those occurrences were not reduced by my horizontal folk dancing, at least they were balanced with moments that were extremely self-indulgent and satisfying. Plus at least one moment that may have scarred my eldest boy for the rest of his life.
I can imagine your sceptism as you pass out on the couch after a long day herding cats, I mean toddlers, but if you can manage at least a few rolls in the hay a week I reckon you won't regret it. Just make sure you have your physio on speed dial and you'll be fine and may even find your inner-pornstar hidden not too far below your burdened existence.
Disclaimer: I think this advice only works if your partner is the type that makes sure you climax at least once every time, I can't vouch for any semblance of happiness coming from the alternative, in fact I'd venture to say an affair rather than wedded bliss may result.
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Mon Feb 13, 2012 - 2:14 pm
I'm with most of the commentators here - tiredness is our enemy. I wonder whether we should dig out the pro-plus and just treat it like a cramming exercise?!Reply -
4 replies, Last reply by wideeyedgirl on Mon Feb 27, 2012 at 9:25 am
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Sun Feb 12, 2012 - 11:38 pm
this is very interesting, and i suspect very true. M2MReply -
1 reply, Last reply by wideeyedgirl on Sun Feb 26, 2012 at 11:24 am
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Report Sat Feb 11, 2012 - 4:38 pmOh, man. I continue to give the "Let's try for more sex" challenge a good try but exhaustion almost always wins. But I'll give it another go because, while I have an attentive and lovely husband, it would be nice to remember some of those moves from the wooing years.Reply -
1 reply, Last reply by wideeyedgirl on Sun Feb 26, 2012 at 11:22 am
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Fri Feb 10, 2012 - 6:14 pm
Sigh...I expected as much. I must admit, when we do make time for it (actually, when I "relent," as my poor husband calls it) I'm always like "Wow - that was great! We should do that more often!" But the main problem for me is that my initial desire just isn't there. Maybe I need some zinc, or more sunshine, or less wine (and/or whine).Reply -
2 replies, Last reply by wideeyedgirl on Sat Feb 11, 2012 at 4:18 am
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Report Fri Feb 10, 2012 - 7:22 amSex is IMPORTANT!!! I feel like many relationships would be better off making time for the sex more often.Reply
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1 reply, Last reply by wideeyedgirl on Sat Feb 11, 2012 at 4:11 am
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