Just need to whinge a little - I just had a missed miscarriage at 8 weeks; first pregnancy, aged 36. The whole process has been horribly drawn out and poorly managed. It took 5 scans (one every week for 5 weeks) to officially diagnose the MC, even though it was clear to me from the first scan which showed an empty sac (they had to follow protocol in case my dates were wrong but there was never any chance in hell that they were that wrong). I then had 3 lots of failed medical management and ended up being booked for ERPC as a daycase patient. I turned up at 7am, was told I was 4th on the list and at then at 2pm when I asked what was going on got told my theatre had been closed for emergency cleaning but they would get me on the emergency list. Not until 7.30 pm when I'd not eaten or drunk for over 24 hours did I get told it wasn't going to happen and was let home 2 hours later, still not having been offered a drink or anything to eat - I had a splitting headache by that point! Every single other person on that daycase list (various different gynae procedures) had their operation done. I never even met a gynaecologist until the day of the op.
I eventually had MVA (local anaesthetic evacuation) 2 days later which was really painful.
My work have been really good to me and I've taken time off, I'm going back on Monday and one of my colleagues who has been particularly supportive has just rung me to tell me that she's 14 weeks pregnant. We'd have been due less than 2 weeks apart. I am delighted for her (IVF preg) but SO sad for me.
On top of this, my dad died 6 years ago (cancer) and my mum died very unexpectedly after an accident less than two years later - so my main shoulders to cry on aren't here. Fortunately I have supportive friends, but I just did the maths and 85% of my close female friends have small children and 65% are pregnant or have a baby under 1 - there's no hiding! My fiancé is out tonight so he hasn't yet heard the news of my colleague which is what has tipped me over the edge a bit 
So here I am, struggling and with nobody really to talk to - despite my supportive friends I don't want them to think I'm going on about this, and also I can't really tell them I'm struggling with news of a friend's pregnancy when I'm simultaneously telling them I'm delighted about theirs 
I feel like I am so unlucky in the life event sweepstakes! I am normally such a positive person but today is not great