Just as background, we have a DD from our second ICSI cycle so I know we are lucky. I miscarried our frozen embryo from that cycle at 9 weeks in August 2020. It was a drawn out process as we knew from 5 weeks that it probably wasn't going to work but the baby kept growing with a strong heartbeat but always an indication something would go wrong (size of yolk sac etc). 4 weeks later the heartbeat finally stopped. I went to every scan alone because it was Covid although he was allowed with me when I went into the surgery so again I know I was lucky.
Since then we've done a fresh IVF cycle (BFN) followed by 3 rounds of embryo banking and PGS testing, endless tests on me and just in the middle of a chemical pregnancy after our first euploid transfer.
DP didn't want to do endless treatment but I pushed. It's 18 months since we started this process and I'm giving him get more miserable news and telling him it's still not done.
And it's just hit me that I've done so much of this because we lost that baby and I just felt that if only I could have another baby, maybe it would be ok. But it's not ok.
He's so depressed, he barely speaks. He can't sleep. Our relationship is dead. I feel so selfish and so foolish. And we've spent every penny we had when we already had so much ie our DD.
And we can't stop now because we have another euploid so it would be silly not to try. But that could be months away and I don't know how we'll survive it.
Not sure if I'm asking anything. Just splurging really.
He's not a communicative man at the best of times and I just don't know if I can fix this.
Anyway lots of love to all of you and sorry that you find yourselves on this page xxx