Good Baby News

I’m ovulating!

Mark and I had a consultation with my gynecologist last Wednesday, expecting to hear that another cycle had passed without my ovaries giving up any of their cargo. We decided before we started trying to get pregnant that we would not do anything invasive. I’m taking clomid to help myself ovulate (but in the previous two cycles I hadn’t), and I thought even that was maybe more invasive than I wanted to go. But, obviously, I chose to take it.

Since the first two cycles resulted in ‘nada,’ I took the highest dosage of clomid that is prescribed this past cycle. During the consult, Dr. Busacco looked at the results of my blood progesterone levels and told us that I had indeed ovulated. Good news though not overjoyous yet.

Because clomid encourages eggs to exit the ovaries, sometimes more than one at a time and because a woman has only a set number of eggs in there to begin with, six months is the longest I can take the medicine. So we have five more months. I’m pretty confident it will happen in that time—though I still appreciate everyone praying for us—because Mark has lots of healthy, eager sperm, my shy eggs have decided to stop playing hard-to-get, and the procedure performed last year showed that the path Mr. Sperm must take to meet Ms. Ovum is wide open with only a couple minor curves. I wouldn’t mind if Mr. and Ms. brought friends along to double date; I am 37 and we want two. The incidence of a woman having twins is seven times higher than normal when she takes clomid.