I wish I had never heard of it. One of the pregnancy online magazines I read had an article on pregnancy sex. Being me, I read it of course.
It made claims that other women on LPSG backed up, that relaxin would make sex more enjoyable and that TheBoyfriend's penis would fit into my vagina with ease once it began working it's magic. I told him about it and we both got very excited over the prospect of having sex like two people who are not mis-matched size-wise.
Then my feet began to swell and the veins in my feet began to ache, a side effect of relaxin and my increased blood volume. I bought compression socks. I considered it a good sign.
Usually, TheBoyfriend doesn't penetrate me to the hilt when we're having sex, because it can be uncomfortable or hurt, depending on how hard he's thrusting. I've always let him do it when he's about to cum, though, because when we've been having sex for a while and I've orgasmed a few times, I figure it's his turn, and I love him and it isn't all that bad if it isn't for very long.
Ever since we both learned about how relaxin is supposed to help our sex life and it's seemed like now is going to be the time when we're going to magically fit together, he's been plunging in to the hilt from the very beginning, thinking the exact same thing I am, "This time? Is it going to fit this time?" Every single time it hasn't.
About the 1,000th time that hope has been crushed, I began wishing my hopes hadn't been raised at all. It's disappointing that so far, no we haven't fit yet. Again.
I've noticed that repeated disappointment has affected both of us. Before he was usually gentle enough, now he's been plunging deeper and deeper, which has been making me more and more sore, and less and less satisfied in bed. I've been marveling at how such a wonderful lover seemed to have gotten worse in bed instead of better. And I know that the cause is the promise that relaxin would change everything.
And the thing is, I think we were both pleased as we could possibly be with our sex life before. Yeah, we don't fit perfectly, but other than the size discrepancy between us, sexually we're very well matched and we're good at pleasing one another. We're good in bed together. We really love having sex together.
But for the past month the focus of our sex life has mostly been on how we just don't fit properly, the one little thing that's wrong, that my vagina is too small for him, and it's turned our happy sex life into one that suddenly feels disappointing.
Isn't it weird how that works? Move your focus a few degrees this way, and everything looks completely different.
Damn you relaxin!
It made claims that other women on LPSG backed up, that relaxin would make sex more enjoyable and that TheBoyfriend's penis would fit into my vagina with ease once it began working it's magic. I told him about it and we both got very excited over the prospect of having sex like two people who are not mis-matched size-wise.
Then my feet began to swell and the veins in my feet began to ache, a side effect of relaxin and my increased blood volume. I bought compression socks. I considered it a good sign.
Usually, TheBoyfriend doesn't penetrate me to the hilt when we're having sex, because it can be uncomfortable or hurt, depending on how hard he's thrusting. I've always let him do it when he's about to cum, though, because when we've been having sex for a while and I've orgasmed a few times, I figure it's his turn, and I love him and it isn't all that bad if it isn't for very long.
Ever since we both learned about how relaxin is supposed to help our sex life and it's seemed like now is going to be the time when we're going to magically fit together, he's been plunging in to the hilt from the very beginning, thinking the exact same thing I am, "This time? Is it going to fit this time?" Every single time it hasn't.
About the 1,000th time that hope has been crushed, I began wishing my hopes hadn't been raised at all. It's disappointing that so far, no we haven't fit yet. Again.
I've noticed that repeated disappointment has affected both of us. Before he was usually gentle enough, now he's been plunging deeper and deeper, which has been making me more and more sore, and less and less satisfied in bed. I've been marveling at how such a wonderful lover seemed to have gotten worse in bed instead of better. And I know that the cause is the promise that relaxin would change everything.
And the thing is, I think we were both pleased as we could possibly be with our sex life before. Yeah, we don't fit perfectly, but other than the size discrepancy between us, sexually we're very well matched and we're good at pleasing one another. We're good in bed together. We really love having sex together.
But for the past month the focus of our sex life has mostly been on how we just don't fit properly, the one little thing that's wrong, that my vagina is too small for him, and it's turned our happy sex life into one that suddenly feels disappointing.
Isn't it weird how that works? Move your focus a few degrees this way, and everything looks completely different.
Damn you relaxin!