I got a call the other day from my OB's office confirming my post partum appointment and the insertion of an IUD. There was only one problem with this. I was not getting an IUD inserted. So I called back and informed them that I don't want an IUD and never planned on having one. It's almost like someone called them and said "Put it in her chart that she requested an IUD. We don't want her reproducing anymore."I don't have anything against IUDs, but after many years of birth control it is now Josh's turn. Plus I got my first BA (yes I have two, because you can never have enough student loan debt) at UC Santa Cruz. At UCSC there was a statue that we affectionately called the "flying IUD" because it looked like, well you guessed it. So every time I think of an IUD I think of this big, red sculpture and it doesn't feel so sexy. Here I am with aforementioned "flying IUD" in a "I am 22 years old and my life is very serious" pose.
