Round 2....here we go...

So, most people know that we are trying for a baby. We have been trying for awhile now and I didn't realize the emotional toll it can take nor how many people actually go through this but don't talk about it. I understand, that no one needs to know every little detail that goes on with things like this or do they really care to hear all the details. However, I prefer to get things out in the open and have felt compelled to share our story of what we are going through. To make a long story short, my hormones don't regulate correctly. I don't produce the happy balance between estrogen and progesterone. One helps create the follices for an egg and the other is what brings your monthly friend. So, back in March I was started on a medicine called Glucophage (Metformin) to help start regulating out my hormones. I took the medicine religiously. I had very few if any side effects from this medicine. (The one side effect that I wanted, weight loss, didn't come....darn it...). My cycle was all over the place. I had hoped it would help put me on a 28-30 day cycle. Well...it didn't. So, my doctor and I decided it was time to start Clomid. This is a drug that would stimulate the ovaries to help create the follicles. My first round was in April and it was awful. I went for an ultrasound to see if the medicine had worked. I had felt all the side effects so, it should have worked, right? Nope. I was OK with the response from my doctor who didn't see any follicles that would eventually develop into a mature egg but I was disappointed. This is about the time that I truly had to hand this journey over to God. I'd been telling God, that I could get pregnant a certain month because then the baby would be born during a certain time frame that I would like. I still struggle with that but, I know that it is all in His timing. If I had gotten pregnant back in April/May it would have just added to the stress of other family issues we had going on. I am on my second round of Clomid after taking Provera to help kickstart my cycle. Which that was just fantastic to basically take a pill that causes what feels like extreme PMS and then literally feeling like your insides are being pulled off like a band-aid. Anyways, I take my last dose of Clomid tomorrow and then follow up the doc next week for another ultrasound. To say I am nervous about this entire thing would be an understatement. There are times that I think, why am I doing this? Do I really want this? The answer is always yes. I also have informally selected my power verse to handle all of this is Jeremiah 29:11 "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.". Stay tuned...