I am not a modest woman.
I am writing about my vagina for fuck’s sake. But still it is tough times on the table, and I am not yet in the stirrups.
I sit in my miserable paper robe, called “huge” by the chipper weighing woman, but barely closing with its mismatched ties. It doesn’t have enough slack to cover me.
When the doctor breezes in she is younger than I am. This should not be a surprise, but it is. She sits on her wheelie chair and leans agains the wall casually. She is inviting me to confide in her.
Here is my list: strange growths in private places (I’m so glad I have a husband), leaking pee when I sneeze cough, laugh or exercise (great excuse to skip the work out), perpetually lumpy breast tissue (super appealing).
She shrugs off the bumpy breasts as she feels me up. Peering down and then up my gown I see her shiny hair without a touch of grey as she assesses my garden of growth. She is complimentary about the thorough type and distribution of my skin abnormalities, but pronounces them benign and moves on to the main event.
The pap is the best part. Except of course when she says “Lots of pressure, lots and lots of pressure” and I can just make out a dull sensation.
“Have you heard of vaginal mesh?” she asks, her head between my legs.
“Why yes, I have always wanted to use my vagina as an excuse to both sew and sue.”
“Right” she replies. “Let’s wait until they have worked out some of the lawsuits…you will get much worse and then maybe it will be worth the risk.”
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“Certainly!” she sings back at me with enthusiasm. “People talk about the mood swings, the hot flashes and the lower libido, but the most pronounced part of menopause is the atrophy of vaginal muscles.”
It is not every day that I feel this sexy.
My first son slipped out at 5 pounds seven weeks early. The silver lining of a premature birth was a terribly tight vaginal lining. Other than stretchy boobs from nursing my body felt pretty much as it had before. It was the second son that created the vast cavern in which my husband can mine. Who knows what treasure awaits. I try to remember that it is the big brain in the big head of my beautiful baby that brought me all of this bounty. Most of the time that helps.
Later, when my Steve has me laughing in (and wetting) our bed after somehow managing to enjoy my cave of a vagina I feel grateful for my moderately saggy vagina and its small amount of pee. I have always prided myself on being a bit of slacker above the belt. I am generally relaxed. Now my vagina reflects my true nature. Soft, easygoing, and utterly without primp and polish.
I am not a vain woman. My makeup includes mismatched nail polish and haphazardly applied sunscreen. In a world where my dentist offers Botox as long as teeth whitening I still consider it an add on to accept the flouride treatment. While my friends talk about fixing their vaginal lips and tightening things up with a stitch I nod with support…and realize I will continue without it. It is the love of my husband and birth of my kids that created this excess space. My fix for the floppiness is to screw my hasband AND the scalpel.
My Happy Place
Things could be worse, I could pee more, bring my husband less pleasure, and have the promise of prosecution in my private parts.
For now I still have a happy ending.
4 thoughts on “My vagina is a slacker”
I love your piece and would be happy to change the image if it makes you uncomfortable. Though the painting is technically flowers, they do look unnervingly like vaginas (hence why I chose it.) I really enjoyed this piece, thank you for mentioning us!
-Frances Locke/EDI Witty Bitches Magazine
How I loathe to admit that the image makes me uncomfortable. I pride myself on being brash and unfiltered (usually). Flowers? You just blew my mind. I don’t think I want you to change it (and I certainly didn’t want to ask you to…) because it has been a conversation starter of its own. Thanks for publishing me, and big thanks for putting such a great site together.
Now that I look at it again, it does look eerily like the real deal, lol! We’re glad to have you!
Stumbled this under “women Issues”, LOL