We don’t discuss these intimate issues with our friends, and most of us don’t get this in-depth information from our doctors. I felt cheated–in our sex-saturated culture, where no topic is taboo, how had I lived my whole life without knowing this essential information about my body?Įvery woman needs this information– but nobody talks about it. Instead I found it within this little-known book I had chanced to come across, a book that also answered my birth control conundrum.īut my feelings of gratitude and relief shortly gave way to regret that I hadn’t found this goldmine sooner. I felt like I’d joined the club–somehow being the owner and occupant of a woman’s body for twentysomething years hadn’t provided me with the clear knowledge of how my body worked. So when I stumbled across the review I immediately bought the book.
Everybody, so it seemed, went on the pill. I didn’t want to get pregnant, and I didn’t want to mess with my body in the ways that available birth control required. I’d discussed other birth control options with my doctor, but nothing sounded palatable.
My husband and I were not ready for kids. I was miserable on the pill–I was hormonal, wacky and ironically had morning sickness all the time.
I’d been on the pill a year when I happened to read Elizabeth Wirth’s review of Toni Weschler’s Taking Charge of Your Fertility in a favorite (sadly defunct) publication. It was pure chance that led me to discover Taking Charge of Your Fertility.
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