Once more unto the breech

See, that joke would be really funny if I were pregnant. Or maybe not. I reserve the right to use it again at a later date when and if I become enceinte.

At any rate, I got my period yesterday. So today is Cycle Day 2, and tomorrow I go back on the Clomid, and this month we’re increasing the estrogen (now with extra crazy!) to see if it helps the cervical mucus issue.

I never thought I’d have a cervical mucus issue.

And this month, just for kicks, we’re going to try IUI. I’m so excited! In that outwardly-sarcastic-with-some-embarrassed-sincerity-lurking-underneath sort of way.



This will be my space to share the ugly, the messy, the optimistic, and, I hope, the funny. Because as frustrated as I am with this whole “trying to have a baby” thing, I’m still funny sometimes. Mostly on weekends.

Mr. Malaprop and I have been trying to conceive for about eighteen months now. When, after six months, it hadn’t taken, we weren’t too surprised. After all, he’s thirty years older than I am – it stands to reason he’d have lower fertility than he used to. So we went to get tested. Then we were surprised.

As I wrote in at least three high-school break-up notes: It’s not you, it’s me.

My ovaries, they do not work the way they should.

Thus far, we’ve been through three Clomid cycles, and we’re going to start doing Intrauterine Insemination (IUI) on the next one. We’d like to try several cycles with that before moving on, but circumstances may dictate otherwise. We’ve been invited to see if we qualify for a clinical study for In Vitro Fertilization (IVF). If we do qualify, they’ll give us an IVF cycle for free. Normally, IVF runs about $6,500-$10,000 per cycle, and there’s no way we can afford that, so if we get into this study, we’ll do it.

If you have comments, please leave them. If you have questions, ask ’em. I’d love to hear from you.