There's something (to borrow a word from my beloved grandmother Edna) luscious about it. It would be decadent if it weren't so functional.
Despite all my little woes I was struck last night about how lovely and perfect it feels to see something that fulfills its purpose. Now, I don't mean to say that women are all meant to have children, or only meant to have children, because I don't believe that. But uteruses, yes, that is what the uterus is for. And there's something beautiful about a tool being used exactly how it evolved to be used. Especially after thinking that maybe my tool was meant to go unused forever.
Plus, curviness is next to godliness.
Luscious and lovely.
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