Where was I? Oh yes, the sex. And not just sex, baby-making SEX.

At that time, I didn't know anything about cervical mucus or taking my basal body temperature or anything like that. I just knew that the online ovulation calculator said that these five days were The Days, based on the first day of my last period, and the typical length of my cycle. I figured we should start a few days early too, and go on a few days longer, just in case. And I knew that The Day could be any day within that window, so I figured we should have sex every day, to be safe. And my husband totally agreed.

It was fun in the beginning. It was exciting and terrifying at the same time. It almost felt reckless, like walking a tightrope without a net. A net made of condoms and birth control pills. And as a teenager, you always heard that unprotected sex was dangerous, because it would lead to pregnancy because "it only takes once." But maybe that only applies when you're a teenager, because we had sex like, eight billion times, and we didn't get pregnant. Not month one, two, three, fourfivesix OR seven. So month eight, I made an appointment with my doctor.

Now I know that it takes time. I know that it takes some couples up to twelve months to conceive. I KNOW THAT. But there was this other issue. The Irregular Period. One month, she (she, being my period) was 12 days late. By itself, 12 isn't a particularly large number, but 12 days is almost TWO WEEKS. And when you're trying to get pregnant, twelve days late is unacceptable (UNLESS, of course, your period is late because you're pregnant - that is absolutely, totally 100% acceptable).

Another month, she was - get ready for it - 26 days late. TWENTY SIX. It was torture. I thought I was pregnant at first, I took like 37 pregnancy tests and I was disappointed, all 37 times. So that's why I made an appointment with my doctor. Because obviously, something wasn't working right in there.

As you may have guessed, my OB thought that perhaps, I wasn't ovulating. So she gave me a prescription for Clomid and sent me on my way. We started out month one on 50mg, but my progesterone level was only 1.5 on cycle day 21. I think that means that my eggs just rolled their eyes and laughed.

Month two, we increased my dose to 100mg. My progesterone level went up to 5.5, so there was some stirring in there, but still not enough. At least not enough to stimulate ovulation. So, now I'm just waiting for my period to start to begin round three. The acne patch on my face and those chocolate brownies baking in the oven indicate that she will arrive soon, maybe even tonight. And then, on day five, I'll start the Clomid again, and on day 21, I'll go back for blood work, again. And I'm hoping my progesterone level will be like 847 or something, because I want a baby like I've never wanted anything before.