I’m not taking your hint Mick!

As is quite the often the ‘norm’ for my Sunday morning routine, I turned off the alarm clock, buried my head under the pillow and prepared for the first of my eight or so presses of the snooze button! 

I tried with all my might to block out the incessant shouting coming from the kids. How can they think that demanding iPads, Breakfast, Nerf guns at 7am on a Sunday morning is entirely acceptable?. I also ignored the fact that our dog had poked his slimy wet nose through the crack in the bedroom door to tell me that he could no longer hold on to his exploding bladder. How could he possibly need it again?, it was only,…… hmmmnn?, now you come to think about it………..oh god,……..he had been amassing wee since last Tuesday.

But neither of the above factors forced my eyes to open, nor did they get me out of my big beautiful bed.

Nope!, that honour was thanks to my wonderful husband. 

I’ll rewind slightly.

After screaming to the kids that the Stampy video that they were watching was too god damn loud, and pleading with Murphy the dog to do his pelvic floor exercises, I sadly realised that I had missed the boat when it comes to getting back to sleep.

Why is it that you always have the very best of dreams in the final two minutes prior to the shrill of your alarm clock? And try as I might, I just couldn’t get back into it, and now I’m gutted that I will never know if Mr Cowell liked my rendition of Material Girl.

Admitting sleep defeat, I then checked Facebook. This is totally acceptable weekend behaviour, and nope, I didn’t feel guilty about not feeding the kids or letting the dog out first!

But then what I saw on my news feed well and truly woke me up! Last night, before kissing me goodnight….my beloved husband had retweeted a post.

This doesn’t sound like a big deal, after all, Mick quite regularly tweets, retweets, posts and reposts, to the point of driving me ballistic. But this particular article wasn’t his usual subject matter. It wasn’t a football trick, a gruesome injury self inflicted by a moron. Neither was it an action shot of an African animal on the brink of extinction. Last nights Link was a blog. A blog by a lady. A lady kindly informing us:

5 Good Reasons Why You Should Have Sex With Your Husband Every Night

Yep, she really did say that a wife should grant her husband sexual relations 365 times a year.

The effect of reading this blog was on par with the effect of my drinking a quadruple shot expresso.

I was absolutely buzzing. Not because of the fact the my husband had so publicly agreed with her ridiculous statement, but because I  completely, totally and utterly disagree………… entirely!.

Let me quote her reasons.

#1. Being a mother, one of the ultimate expressions of womanhood, can often leave a girl feeling stripped of her femininity.


I don’t need to have a romp with my husband just to feel feminine. Actually, an uninterrupted soak in the tub, reading a Danielle Steel while sipping a glass of prosecco does the job just fine!

#2. If you want your husband to act like a man, you need to treat him like a man.

Er nope, don’t agree with this one either!,

I actually don’t want him to act like a man. Infact, behaving more like a woman would make my life an awful lot easier. Just think, He would actually empty the dishwasher instead of just walking past it!.


#3. You need to have a moment in each day that is just about the two of you.

I partly agree with this one. Time together is so important.

If i didn’t have my daily moment with my cup of tea and square of Dairy Mllk, I would be a total nightmare!


#4. Sex relieves stress.

Does it? really? well,  it possibly does when you can switch off the thoughts of emptying the washing machine, or sewing on the button on your kids uniform!


#5. It is so much blasted fun.

You see, that’s my point entirely……….The fun things are the things that you don’t get on a plate 365 days a year. That is the sole reason why they remain fun and not monotonous.



I won’t make a habit of talking about things as graphic as this, but reading this woman’s point of view, (that my husband obviously agrees with) really got me rattled this morning!

It would really interesting to see as a percentage how many of the 175,000 people that have shared this link, just how many of them are men! my bet would be all 100% of them!

Read the article in full here.  I would love to hear your comments on this one!





  1. Firstly i think this has been written by a man!!! & secondly most men wouldnt manage 365 times, well maybe in their heads!!!

  2. Firstly i think it was written by a man!!! & secondly 365 days of sex would only be in the minds of most men!! They would soon start getting headaches, if their partners put them to the test.

  3. Oops, didnt realise i had posted two comments

  4. Articles like that always leave me laughing…….would love the author to spend a day in my shoes then see if she feels the desire to see to her husbands needs every night

  5. When i was nursing, the last thing on my mind after a day of looking at nether regions, was fun in bed!!!

  6. I read it on Michaels Facebook this morning, I was waiting to see your reply Kate ha. Im with you on this one. If men had a day in a woman’s life, then I’m nearly 100% positive the birth rate would go down and celibacy would be the ‘in’ thing. Ha that woman is obviously still on the gas and air from childbirth, sex everyday hahaha sure a lot of men are agreeing with her not many women. Anyway I’m definitely with you on this one Kate

  7. In Micks defense, due to the fact that you ladies do not communicate or tell us your feelings, I think the blog gives the men a good incite into how you could be feeling after silly little things like childbirth. i.e. “just so tired my bones hurt” or “Like a cut flower that has been left out in the sun, still lovely just a little…wilted”.
    The blog is not just about the sex but also to remind both parties that the affection needs to go two ways. The guys still need to hear that they look good especially if they have been putting the hours in at the gym. They also still appreciate a quick pat on the bum or grab of the crotch :).
    We are all tired at the end of the day! But it seems the guys still make that extra effort to keep the home fires burning! And the response “not tonight love, i’ve got a headache” is no longer acceptable!

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