To Dece and all you others who've posted here:
i've just found this thread and can relate so much to what you've all said.
i conceived my ds first go in Sept 2002, and thought it was a piece of piss! his delivery was horrible though: an emergency section at 42 weeks at full dilatation, followed by a haemorrhage. he was fine and so was i, and now he's 4 and is completely the delight of my life (except that he won't poo on the toilet, but that's on another thread!)
when he was 18 months we started trying for no 2: it took us 20 months to conceive. we went to the fertility clinic and had all the tests: no obvious reason. i was ovulating OK, a few cysts on my ovaries and DHs sperm count was borderline, but on the whole we were told no real reason why it shouldn't happen. we made the decision then to keep trying naturally, but to accept it if it didn't happen and not to put ourselves through the trauma of IVF.
finally conceived August 06. bled on and off all through the pg and felt AWFUL. also sold house and bought another which probably didn't help. back and forth to the hospital to find out why bleeding: nobody knew. then had a scan at 19 weeks which showed the waters had broken 2 or 3 weeks before. the baby was stll alive but we were advised its chances were abysmal so we made the terrible decision to have a termination which happened 4 days before Xmas 06. we saw our baby afterwards and i'm so glad we did, although it was one of the hardest things i ever did. i touched its little hand. we never knew what sex it was and we never gave it a name. the hospital did some hand and footprints for us.
we gave it a woodland burial - it makes me feel slightly better to know that there's a rowan tree planted above where it sleeps: something healthy and growing will come out of all this. then a month later we actually moved house, which gave us something else to think about, and meant that we got a new start in somewhere with no bad memories. actually i didn't find the due date (in May) too bad, because by then i felt more positive.
we started trying again in April, and this time it only took us 3 months to conceive. we were so cautious about this 3rd pg, never let ourselves believe that it would work out. which is just as well, because last saturday i had a miscarriage at 12 weeks.
so many questions. is it because i had bad delivery with my boy? is it because i'm rhesus negative? is it because i'm now 37? will we ever be able to give our ds a sibling? would it be so bad if he was an only? can we face going through all the uncertainty of trying to conceive and then getting through another pregancy? (it doesn't help that i HATE being pregnant, but so want another baby)
however i do feel so lucky to have my DH and ds - many others are not so lucky - and they keep me going.
so i really feel for you Dece and you others. thinking of you all.