In our two year journey to procreate, here is what I have learned.

• Clomid, even in small doses makes me absolutely intolerable to be around
• It has also completely fucked my system up in very special ways
• Iodine catheters are worse than getting a PAP done
• Putting sperm into a plastic cup is not that easy (See here)

Now, I’m sure you guys are thinking, why dont we just do IVF or one of the other hormone intense procedures available. Aside from cost, we both have a moral objection to intense hormone therapy, and given my bad reaction to 50mg of Clomid, its better to not press our luck, and better to not put my poor body through too much trauma.

So, I am back on the pill, mostly for the sake of fixing my hormone balance, and helping with my mood swings.

That coupled with upping my anti-depressant dosage, should mean a happier, more motivated me.

The good side is that I dont have to disappoint the kiddo, who didnt know we were trying to give him a sibling, but thats okay, him starting school has been a wonderful distraction.

So, I guess for the time being, and probably definately, we are a happy, if a bit odd, family of three.

And I like it this way.