By Mary Rose Somarriba, Editor, Natural Womanhood - There’s a bumper sticker I’ve seen on cars that says “Peace begins in the womb.” Pregnant now with our third wished-for child, I feel that phrase intimately. I’ve come to view fertility as a fragile and precious gift that I want to let take its course, uninhibited. Like the peace that begins in the spring, when the first flowers sprout through the rain. Or the first late twilight, and the fresh dawn that follows, bringing a warm new day. It’s a gift to behold and may only last for a short window of time, but it’s a promise of hope that’s far more enduring.