Confession time: I’ve always been uncomfortable with my own vagina. The combination of society’s general squeamishness around vulvas and my own battle with vaginismus put me in a position where I never saw a vagina—even my own vagina—until well into my 20s.. The first time I took a hand mirror to my own lady bits, I felt this weird queasy sensation in the pit of my stomach. This general discomfort around vulvas never let up, even after I worked through my own pelvic pain issues and became sexually active.
As I grew older, my fears about sex dissipated and were replaced with a new, even more terrifying vagina-related fear: What was I going to do when I wanted to have children? As someone who has always had to take Xanax before my annual visit to the gyno, I couldn’t imagine myself going through nine months of unmedicated OBGYN visits, let alone the birth itself. I have always seen myself as having a family, but there has also always been this nagging voice in the back of my head saying I couldn’t do it. I was too scared. My vagina was too finicky, the ick-factor too strong. How could someone like me, with all my struggles and squeamishness, actually bring a human life into this world? But then I found the Instagram account @blissful.herbs, and everything changed.