TRYING FOR 2015 BABY

@MTC - Chin up girl, it might just be the same for you. Holding thumbs!!

MTC, I think it all depends on how keen you are to fall pregnant.

Women with PCOS do ovulate, just irregularly. How irregular you are depends on your body. It could be every few months, in which case you will get pregnant if you persevere and try during the right time every month. But it could also be as irregular as once every year or even every few years. It also depends on whether you have one polycystic ovary, or if both are affected.

I'd take the pills, no side effects, not really expensive and if it doesn't work after a few months then you can start looking at other solutions. Most PCOS patients are pregnant within 6 cycles

Wow wee! I secretly hope this is the case for me... Hahahahahaha!! Amazing... Thank you BD for that

@MTC - I've copied the article for you:

If You Want to Trust Pregnancy Tests. Stop Reading Now.
by Tiffany

…for those of you brave enough to continue on, you do so at your own risk. I don’t want phone calls from the Hubbs’ complaining that his sex life has dwindled down to nothing, or is comparable to mine, because of this post. If you’re like me, and a complete paranoid, multi-taker…you should stop reading.

Now that I feel I have given you sufficient warning, let me begin.

Two weeks before my October 2008 wedding (two freakin’ weeks I tell ya!), I decided it was time to kick the ‘ole pill poppin’ baby stoppin’ to the curb. I mean, we already had an almost six-year-old at that point. Who were we kidding? If we put it off too much longer we might as well call it quits, right?

So, we frollicked, we played, we used condoms (occassionally), we pulled, we prayed, we drank alcohol and lived happily in newlywed bliss.

For about three weeks.

And then our good ‘ole friend Flow didn’t stop by. And we pondered. And thought “no way” and we coninued on our happy sexually blissful newleywed life.

Until Thanksgiving.

And then I started to worry. And, with a trip to the Big Apple, with my mom and one of my best friends scheduled for the day after Thanksgiving, I did what any alcoholic adult would do. I pee’d on a stick. duh.

BFN.

Needless to say, we had fun in NYC and on my return home I realized…still, no Flow. So, after being home a minute, at least an hour, I pee’d on the second stick (always buy the two pack! always.)

BFN.

So, I called the doctor. She could see me in two days.

So, I did what any woman would do, I pee’d on two more sticks, in two days.

BFN, BFN.

On the appointment day, I was convinced I was pregnant. I had told myself OVER and OVER in preparation. Upon arrival, she did her thang. Checked out the goods. Asked me to pee.

BFN.

And put me on clomid. To make me start. I followed her directions to the tee…I took the pills, waited “said” amount of time…and still…no Flow.

So, I called the office. They casually asked, “Have you had unprotected sex since you took the medication? If so, we would like a blood pregnancy test before we have you take another round.” I answered, “yes.”

Side note: What is it with the word SEX that makes you feel guilty? I felt like I should have been able to say, “Why yes, we have, cause were married and we can finally enjoy an unprotected, wholesome, romp in the sack.”

But a simple, “yes” was all I could muster up.

So, the next day at lunch I went and took the blood test. OF COURSE, it was Friday, so, I would hear from them Monday. I remember thinking, this whole period thing is really cramping my casual drinking problem. Sheesh.

By Monday I had somehow managed to forget about the whole ordeal…and then my phone rang.

Me: Hello.

Nurse: Hi, is this Tiffany?

Me: Yes.

Nurse: Hi Tiffany, I’m calling to inform you the test came back positive.

Me: For what? (Insert panic-stricken thoughts of husband having an affair and sharing said affairs with me.)

Nurse: Pregnancy. (long, awkward pause) You appear to be approximately 8 weeks. (longer, MORE awkward pause.)

Me: Wow.

Nurse: I can’t tell if this is good news or bad news. But, we should probablyget you in here to get an exam.

Me: Can you call me back after I talk to my husband? I think its good news. (more silence). When can I come in?

By the time I got in, which was after Christmas and New Years, I was just a few days shy of 10 weeks pregnant. They did an internal ultrasound (Someone could have warned me about that. Seriously.) and everything was reading 9 weeks, 6 days.

Like Whoa. I was almost through my first tri-mester.

That story right there, my dear friends, is why we no longer waste our money on sticks. That tell you lies. And get you drunk. And then laugh in your crotch face.

Can you blame us?

BD, my work has blocked that site

DieSwartKat!! Thank you so very much for clarifying this for me.. Is it necessary to go on Fertomid/Femara and all sorts to try fall pregnant or can it happen on it's own?

MTC - I found this on the What to expect forum. Please give it a read and maybe go for blood tests.

mom-nom.com/2010/05/17/if-you-want-to-tr...ts-stop-reading-now/

If you go to Medicross Boksburg, please ask for Dr. Aldous. He is also an excellent doc.