Trying for Baby #2

I've had on my mind that we should probably start trying for baby number two sooner than later since we have no idea if it will take us a while because of my PCOS.

After our Disneyland trip in October of 2017 I went off of birth control. Miraculously, my period came on it's own a month later (a little late, but it came) which made me super excited. Maybe we wouldn't need fertility help this time around since my body seemed to be doing what it needed to. But the next month it came even later, and the month after that a little later. I could see my body slipping back into its old ways and I was afraid it would end up stopping again.

Nathan and I talked about it and I went into the doctor to see what she thought. We decided to put me on Metformin and start a first round of Clomid. On the 11th day of my cycle, February 23, I went in for an ultrasound to see if I had any follicles showing I would ovulate. The nurse was super excited for me when she saw two of them in my right ovary. (TWO?! That sounds a little scary! The thought of having twins is super exciting and nerve racking to me.) She told me it looked like I was estimated to ovulate on day 14, which was the day after Nathan was suppose to leave for a work trip.... What timing! She informed me that would increase our chance of having a girl if we conceived before ovulating. Here's to hoping!

I did ovulate and for the first time felt myself ovulate. I've never noticed the cramping on one side before like that, but sadly Nathan was on a work trip. I was still hopeful though. It could still happen!

Waiting to get a positive pregnancy test, or the start of your period, is the longest time ever. I was over analyzing everything. "Did I feel implantation cramping?" "Was that a sign of early pregnancy?" "I sure do have to pee a lot! Maybe I'm pregnant? Or maybe I'm just drinking a lot more?" "I am getting fertility help so that definitely increases my chances of getting pregnant! Right?"

I was making myself go crazy!

I took a test on the 29th day of my cycle. It was negative, but I reminded myself that Stockton's was negative on day 29 too! I was so hopeful!

Two days later it was confirmed that I was definitely not pregnant, and goodness did it come with a vengeance!

I was pretty bummed because I had so much hope. I felt like it was our first month of really being able to try and knowing for sure that I had ovulated. I was also bummed that Nathan had a work trip right when he needed to be home. But it just wasn't our month, and that's ok. I picked up the order of Clomid and was ready to start round two.