I slept over at a friend’s house a few weeks ago, and while drifting asleep, she asked me, “How do you sleep without a crotch pillow?” A what? Apparently, the extra pillow by her headboard wasn’t for choosy sleepers to have options but a dedicated pillow meant to rest between her legs while sleeping.

My friend told me that the bennies of crotch pillows were a game changer. She claimed she’d never be able to fall asleep without one, she’d never dated anyone who didn’t have some makeshift version of a crotch pillow (men would MacGyver the comforter between their legs as a DIY version), etc.

I, on the other hand, have never slept with a crotch pillow and definitely haven’t had anyone use my pillows between their legs while sleeping.

Her logic: Keeping the pillow between your legs makes your spine aligned for proper sleeping. It checks out. People with back pain and pregnant people often find that sleeping with a pillow between their legs helps keep things aligned and comfier.

She told me it would change my life if I tried it, so I did, and it was not comfy for me. On the exact same mattress she was lying on, my legs shot out high into the air and I felt the opposite of aligned. (Bodies! They’re all different!)

Also not great for lulling me to sleep: the thought that I’d previously been mashing my face against a pillow dedicated for legs.

An informal poll in our office Slack also showed that I’m in the minority of people who don’t sleep with a crotch pillow. And that’s fine, but I guess my takeaway is this: If you’re someone with a dedicated crotch pillow, please tell your guests not to mistake your crotch pillows for sleeping pillows. Especially considering the large amount of people who don’t wash their legs in the shower...this feels like something y’all should be doing.

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Carina Hsieh
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Carina Hsieh lives in NYC with her French Bulldog Bao Bao — follow her on Instagram and Twitter • Candace Bushnell once called her the Samantha Jones of Tinder • She enjoys hanging out in the candle aisle of TJ Maxx and getting lost in Amazon spirals.