Ode to my NuvaRing

Dear NuvaRing,
First and foremost, thank you for making sure that I don’t get knocked up. I like babies, but prefer to make silly faces at them from the safety of across the room rather than have them come out of my vagina just to hang out for another 18 years.
But I have also have to give you props, Nuva, for your amazing ability to prevent pregnancy without making me feel like crap. Gone are the headaches, swollen boobies and general fuzzy-headness that was par for the course with the pill. My ex, Ortho Tri-Cyclen, cannot compare to you. And even though I was hesitant to stay on a hormonal form of birth control because of all the potential side effects, you changed my mind with your localized nature–keeping the hormones in one place rather than pumping throughout my entire body after ingesting them just seems like a better idea.
But most of all, thanks for just being there.* I don’t have to seek you out every day like the pill, or take you out and carry you around like a diaphragm. Your omnipresence is a comfort, even if you do live in my vagina.
Hugs and kisses, Jessica
PS. A big thanks to all who got in the (very long!) conversation about favorite birth control methods. You led me to my beloved NuvaRing and for that I’m forever grateful.
*In my vag, I mean.