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Back in February, before I was pregnant, I contacted DivaCup in order to try their product and to do a giveaway for you ladies. Luckily, for DivaCup’s sake, I wasn’t pregnant when it came in the mail and got to try it out within the week. I was really excited to try alternatives to pads or tampons, and I wanted to see what so many women were raving about.
You see, after Mr. G was born I found it very uncomfortable to use tampons, and was just using pads. I disliked the mess factor of pads and having to buy them at the store every 28-40 days.
And so, I tried the DivaCup. I read the instructions 80 million times, inserted according to what I read (which wasn’t very hard at all) and rejoiced that I didn’t ”loose” it like I have read other women claiming.
And it was VERY uncomfortable.
I looked and felt around, and realized that the DivaCup was hanging out at my vaginal opening. I washed my hands, took it out, marveled at what was in it, cleaned it and put it back in, again following the instructions to the T.
I walked around again and again it was really irritating me at my vaginal opening!
So I cut the tip off completely, washed everything and tried again.
SAME DANG RESULTS.
I was really disappointed that I couldn’t get the DivaCup to work, and even more upset that my suspicions of having some weird prolapsed cervix/uterus thing might actually be true. I tried not to freak out. (FYI, I was able to use the DivaCup at night relatively comfortably.)
I called my midwife, an thank GOD I did, because she is seriously the voice of reason. She told me that it’s not uncommon to have a way low cervix and that if it causes me any pain that I could consider using a pessary. I told her that I wasn’t in pain, and also told her I was afraid of any future pregnancies falling out.
Seriously people, my cervix fluctuates between 1-3 knuckles up there with an average of 2.
Again, it was so nice to talk to her on the phone and to be reassured that I wasn’t a freak of nature. After I hung up the phone with her I started doing some soul searching about why I felt like a freak and what was really going on. I came to the conclusion that I felt ashamed of my body, and shameful that my cervix was weirdly low. I felt like because my body wasn’t perfect anymore post-childbirth, that I should be ashamed of myself. Once I spoke that aloud, I realized how ridiculous that was that I would believe that truth! I decided that I wanted to believe that my body is capable and to have pride in what I have done and will do again (grow these amazing children in my body!).
Ladies, our bodies are amazing, no matter what struggles we encounter. It took me a few months to realize that, and I hope you can do some soul searching too if you find yourself feeling badly about your body. In honor of my new beliefs, let’s celebrate with a giveaway!
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