I’m now in the middle of my fourth cycle on Clomid, though it’s been 10 months since I started seeing a specialist.
The basics are: I don’t have a regular cycle, and never have. It’s not 100% weight related (though that doesn’t help), because my mother was also irregular until after her third child. I did my first Clomid cycle last August, and successfully had an egg, but the crucial part of the process didn’t come together, so to speak. Then, I got laid off from my job and moved into a new one.
Due to my new job and not wanting to surprise my boss with a pregnancy too soon after starting, we decided to put off any more Clomid until after the first of the year, so I did my second Clomid cycle in January.
No egg.
My doctor upped the dosage, and we tried again.
No egg.
At this point, my doctor didn’t want to up the dosage any further, but he offered to move me to the next stage of treatment: injections. Which are rather expensive (like almost $1000/cycle), and these meds are completely not covered by our insurance. So instead I proposed to him that I take a few months off, try to lose a little weight (the only real difference between when the Clomid worked and when it didn’t was about 10 pounds), and then give the Clomid another shot. He agreed.
I originally planned on trying another cycle either just before or just after we go on vacation in July, but I was surprised by a natural period starting a couple of weeks ago. I had to take advantage of it! So here I am, midcycle.
The good news is, I have an egg that is *starting* to grow, which is further than I got earlier this year! So, I’m cautiously 10% hopeful that when I go back Monday, this egg will be big enough for us to trigger ovulation. For anyone who’s curious, this cycle the doc had me taking 250mg/day of the Clomid for 7 days. Which is a LOT.
If things don’t work out this time, I probably won’t be trying again until September. Between our upcoming vacation and my doctor’s upcoming vacations (he takes a lot of the summer off), the timing just isn’t going to work out. But, those few more months will give me more of an opportunity to lose weight.
So there it is. The baby stuff. It’s a process.