@Joannnnnnnnie I had that. After my surgery I found out that a friend was pregnant, and her baby was due around the same time mine would have been. Her baby was born one day after what would have been my due date. Nobody knew about mine, and I couldn't put off seeing her or the baby forever. It was so so so hard holding her child and grieving for my own. It's been nearly two years and I've only been able to meet the baby once, and I find it difficult to even see her, which makes me feel awful as we'll because she doesn't understand why I've pulled away. I'm delighted for her, and devastated for myself.
What's worse is now I can't actually get pregnant. I've done two rounds of IVF and had two transfers, resulting in one early miscarriage. Every day I feel like my world is ending. I've become a terrible employee, ruined my career path because I can't focus at work, become a terrible friend, and a terrible partner. I'm sorry to be adding more doom and gloom to this post 😔
That said, it did get slightly easier with time, in that I don't have panic attacks or cry every day. I do cry every time a friend announces a pregnancy, and when I see them pregnant, and when I meet their babies. Life can be so cruel.
Wishing you all the best. It does get easier, but I won't lie and say that it becomes easy, at least it hasn't for me xxx