or your norgestrel, for that matter!
Men, that’s your cue to go somewhere else. Might I suggest my husband’s site? K. Thanks. Buh-Bye.
Yes, I am talking about birth control pills. I’m not a huge fan of them. At least not in the past 4 or so years. I took them for some 8 years prior to us starting a family because while I had very regular periods that I could set my watch to, I also had ridiculously heavy periods and cramps that put me in bed for 2-3 days a month, writhing in pain, getting very little pain relief from over-the-counter drugs (Tylenol, Aspirin, Ibuprofen, Midol, or Pamprin). My doctor started me on a low-low-dose pill and it was great for a good three years or so before I changed them up because I could get them through the school (college) health center cheaper than at the pharmacy with my mom’s Rx coverage…the only caveat was that the health center didn’t carry a huge variety of pills, but carried several of the more well-known brands/formulations (otherwise I would’ve stayed with my original brand).
After two years I started to get break-through bleeding so my dosage was upped. And I was good up until I went off of them to get pregnant. Was off them for about 3 months, got pregnant, and had monstrous baby Gavin.
After 6 weeks of pathetic milk production for a large and constantly hungry baby, I gave up and put him on formula and me back on birth control, hoping it would stem the still heavy post-partum bleeding. Boy was I wrong! I bled for 3-1/2 more weeks, regardless of the birth control. And for the next two years I would have my period, then would bleed heavily on and off during the month, usually totalling about 3 weeks each month. You can imagine what that did to my sanity (since I never knew when it would stop or start up again), my tampon budget, and my relationship with Justin. Every three or four months I’d try a new pill, hoping that this one would work and get things under control, and each time it didn’t.
So a few months before Gavin’s 2nd birthday we decided we’d start trying again for our second baby…I was more than happy to toss lousy non-workin’ pills in the trash. And wouldn’t you know, my body went straight back to it’s super-regular 30-day cycle with not a single mid-cycle breathrough incident for the six or so months before I got pregnant with Cooper.
Had Cooper and breastfed him with much better results than Gavin. Post-partum bleeding stopped around the much-more-normal 4-week mark. Didn’t see Aunt Flo again I weaned Cooper down to just morning and bedtime nursings at about 6 months. And man, was she mad! She hung around for about 3 weeks. Not long afterwards Cooper got the flu and weaned himself entirely and it started again. I called my doctor to start back on the pill since my insurance sucks and thinks that birth control can only be pills or permanent surgical methods (especially frustrating after I won this debate). And so we started the three weeks of bleeding each month again.
Then in mid-May I got fed-up and got all crazy googling things like “too much woman for my birth control” and didn’t really get any answers. So I started just researching types and dosages, then called my doctor to complain again about those sucky little pills. She put me on a much larger dose of birth control because obviously I was more woman than those little doses could handle. And more woman than 4 of the 6 types of faux progesterone.
The best part was when I researched the drug. Found about 300 women complaining about it, though from their style of writing “OMG! THIS BC SUX! TEXTING BFF NOW!”, it seemed a good majority of them were fairly young…like between 18-23. All of their complaints sounded like some of the side effects of pregnancy: enlarged breasts (oh please! let it be me!), gas discomfort, moodiness, nausea, and missing periods (again! please! let it be me!). I’m now on my second month of these pills and no nausea, no missing periods (but hey, now they only show up when they’re supposed to…hallelujah!), a bit of gas discomfort the first month, no additional moodiness (I’m already incredibly moody), and no enlarged breasts…much to my disappointment. I guess we’ll see how long these babies last…they need to last for at least a year before I start brow-beating Justin into that third baby. 🙂
So am I the only one with this issue?