Oh love. When I was going through this, I used to find stories of other peoples success having a baby really comforting, so I’m going to tell you mine but if you’re someone who finds miscarriage success stories upsetting, stop reading now. Also your friend is a thundering bellend.
We were trying for 10 years. I could always get pregnant but I could never stay pregnant. Over 10 years I had 15 miscarriages, 12 before 8 weeks, one missed miscarriage we found out about at the 12 week scan, 1 that made it to 13 weeks and one that made it to 16 weeks. I am overweight, so we weren’t allowed investigations beyond the basic blood tests and apart from my PCOS, nothing was wrong. We gave up and that was that.
In the height of the pandemic, I fell pregnant by chance for a 16th time. There wasn’t a lot on telly at the time and we were both working from home so on reflection it was inevitable really. It was during the time when we were in that first lock down and I had basically gone a little bit mad I think. I decided not to tell anyone i was
Pregnant because I didn’t want the hassle of admitting another miscarriage so I told my husband and no one else, not even my GP. We got to the 20 week mark and nothing had happened, I hadn’t felt anything moving or anything so I decided to go to the doctors because I was worried it was another missed miscarriage and it was going to start making me poorly if I didn’t pass it soon. On the way to the doctors I felt him kick for the first time and I just knew he was still growing.
Anyway, lots of tests and scans later and they confirmed we had a perfectly healthy baby boy in there, but my cervix was a problem so I had a stitch put in. My placenta was at the front which is why I’d not felt him moving, and due to my weight I hadn’t been showing. A weak cervix is very likely why our other pregnancies failed, and the fact I hadn’t been moving much due to the pandemic could well be why this pregnancy made it in my case. We’ll never really know what made him stick.
We still didn’t tell anyone until I was 26 weeks and he was viable, and I never told most of my work colleagues - my boss sent an email the day I left for maternity leave letting everyone know. It was perfect as pregnancy after losses is a total head fuck and I couldn’t deal with people asking questions or talking about it as it made me feel like I was jinxing it every time anyone referenced that I was pregnant.
He’s 3 next week, and I don’t regret a single one of my miscarriages because they went before and brought me to him.
My point is you will know when it’s time to stop trying and you answer to no one but yourselves on this. Your babies did indeed die, but that’s because you gave them a chance to live in the first place.
I am sending you all the luck in the world on your onwards journey.