This Married Couple Had Sex Every Day For An Entire Year
Having sex every day for a year seemed obnoxious, but also an intriguing way to force myself into facing my body each day. I mean eventually, the covers would have to come off and the lights would have to stay on, right?
Andy, as expected, was on board. And for a whole year, save for being parted by travel or the stomach flu, we had sex with each other.
It started off rough. I’d be standing at the sink taking out my contacts when it’d hit me … I still had to have sex before falling asleep. As a work from home mom of three, the thought exhausted me. It wasn’t that sex was a chore that I dreaded, but allotting time out of my day to do it felt impossible and selfish and draining. I just wanted to lay in bed and watch The Tonight Show and eat cereal and not have anyone touch me.
But as the months passed, I started looking forward to it. Sex begat more sex, and those connected, loved up feelings began to creep outside of the bedroom — or in our case, the laundry room, the closet and our garage — and into our everyday lives. We were more romantic with each other, touching arms as we passed, kissing longer before work and not just the cold familiar peck. Our relationship was stronger and better when our intimacy was flourishing.
I was no longer hyper-aware of the sounds my curvy body was making.
On a personal level, the changes in the way I saw my body were staggering. Three months in, I found myself enjoying sex again, making a playlist of songs that turned me on and was no longer hyper-aware of the sounds my curvy body was making. Like the way my thighs clapped together or my tummy smacked his.
