Firstly, I feel a bit fraudulent complaining because I am lucky enough to have a beautiful baby boy who is 18 months, but I would very much like to give him a sibling before he gets too much older.
I was told I had a blighted ovum at my 12 week scan back in October and opted for a natural miscarriage. This seemed a very good idea at the time, but I quickly changed my mind after major pain and blood loss. Thankfully, the worst bit was all over in the space of a few hours, but I continued to bleed for 10 weeks, including a fair amount of bleeding before the miscarriage itself. Occasionally I'd have a couple of days where I wouldn't bleed and I'd start to wait for my normal cycle to resume, but it would always come back and leave me feeling utterly fed up and unable to move on.
I eventually took a pg test (negative) and decided to go to the doctor who referred me for a transvaginal and a further u/s. He also did a hcg test which came back at zero. Both hospital tests revealed that all was as it should be, I had no retained products and things would shortly go back to normal. Unfortunately, they didn't. No one could give me any answers and I was just referred back to my GP. I was so peeved with it all that I decided to just put myself back on the pill for a month and see what happened. I've now come off it and had a normal (ish) bleed as a result of taking the pill, but I've been doing daily (often twice daily) OPK tests which all reveal I'm not ovulating. I'm told this is normal in the first month, but have now been without a period or any signs of ovulation for 6 weeks, other than horrible tummy pains which I've come to the conclusion must be psychosomatic because I can't think about anything else. Has anyone else had a similar experience? It seems utterly ridiculous to desperately want to stop bleeding for two months to be desperate for it to start again now!
Typically, seemingly everyone I know has managed to get pregnant during all this, including those who are popping babies out all over the place and those who have been struggling for an eternity to conceive. I find myself veering between being incredibly happy for those who have finally succeeded, to utterly desperate that I have lost someone in the same situation as me. I can't really avoid them either because two of them are family members and the others are close friends. I can honestly say I wasn't all that emotional when this first happened, but 3 months down the line and I'm a gibbering wreck who would wee on anything if it gave her any kind of result. My best friend has just announced that she's trying again and I honestly don't know what I will do when she tells me she's expecting. Hibernation sounds like a plan!