Hi all
Just thought I’d start this thread in case anyone can relate to the anxiety/sadness of ttc after a mc.
I found out I was pregnant in July after some months of trying, but ended up with a mc a couple weeks ago. I was meant to be at nearly 9 weeks but a private scan (which I booked after some light spotting) only showed 5 and a half. So I knew something was wrong, but the private scan and then EPU/hospital all told me me I’d probably ovulated late or got the dates wrong - right up until I actually did end up fully miscarrying a few days later in the epu itself while speaking to the doctor.
At the time I almost felt relieved - the pregnancy had felt odd (virtually no symptoms) and the period between starting to spot, time a number of scans, and being told it was probably fine when I could definitely tell it was not fine was very mentally jarring. (I really wish they had just told me that it was almost definitely a miscarriage instead of giving me false hope, but I guess they never really know.) So I think just knowing my instincts were right and having a definitive answer was a relief in a way. I went back to work after a few days and didn’t tell anyone (they all assume I’d had Covid or something), and the rest of the bleeding has now stopped about 2 weeks later.
For some reason I now feel a lot worse mentally about it all than I did at the time.. I feel very pessimistic about whether I can get pregnant again; dreading potentially going through more MCs; anxiety at just the whole uncertainty of it all as I just continue to get “older”... Basically I just feel really, really down at this whole cycle starting again and not knowing whether or how I’ll be able to have a kid. Some very close friends and family members are starting to ttc now and I’m also dreading that they’ll get pregnant much sooner than me and with no complications. Because no one other than my mum knows about the mc, I still get offhand comments from relatives or in-laws like “oh if you decide to ever try for a baby..but i know you’re so focused on your career” or whatever, which feel like a gut punch. I know the solution would be to just tell people but I flatly don’t want to relive it or deal with their reactions.
Sorry this is such an essay. Can anyone relate to these mental bumps? I do want to ttc again very soon (and we’re planning to) but just dreading going through these emotions again or worse :/ it’s hard not to tailspin with worry. any positive stories would also be good!!