Ode to My Vagina

Hello down there!

By CC Staff

You and me, we’ve had a pretty good run so far. I don’t think I thank you often enough, but you’ve been very good to me over the years. You’ve muscled through innumerable yeast infections. You’ve fought off bouts of HPV — twice — and came up clean both times. You tolerated a biopsy for cervical cancer without anesthesia when I was too young and dumb to realize I ought to go to a specialist for something like that.

I know that sometimes — okay, way too many times — I wasn’t nearly as good to you. I’ve introduced you to more partners than you probably would have cared to meet on your own. And some of them were really, really bad. But you put up with it anyway.

And how did I pay you back? With a year of abstinence. I’m sure that’s not what you had in mind, and I’m sorry.

I also know that my weekly horseback riding lessons are rather rough on you and our mutual friend, the clitoris. Particularly when I insist on riding bareback. But you have never once complained, and I appreciate that.

There are worse trials to come, I’m afraid. Someday I’ll be depending on you to help push out our baby. I suspect that won’t be much fun for either of us. We might have to do it a couple of times, too. And aging will pretty much suck for both of us.

But you’ve stuck by me so far, and I promise to be better to you in the years to come. Whatever we have to face, we’ll face it together.

Your Friend,

Katharine