Intro
May 29, 2015 8:48:43 GMT -5
Post by tiresiastheblond on May 29, 2015 8:48:43 GMT -5
Hi, all. I hope it's OK to join you guys.
I'm 41 and have one DD who's about to turn 2. I got pregnant again (after 3 IUIs, 2 IVFs, and one earlier loss) in April. I was kind of worried about the pregnancy all along, because the betas, the heartbeat, the growth...everything just seemed to be a little bit behind where it should. Two weeks ago my 2nd ultrasound with the RE showed very slow growth and an enlarged yolk sac, and I was told I would probably miscarry. One week ago, a followup ultrasound confirmed that I had. I was scheduled for a D&C yesterday, but miscarried on my own on Monday.
I've mostly been doing OK, because I had suspected, and then known, what was coming. For awhile, I was kind of running on that giddy feeling of relief you get when whatever you've been dreading happens, and it doesn't kill you--you're fine (or maybe not everyone does get that--I don't know) . I think it must really be hitting me now, though, probably helped along by some serious hormone withdrawal, because I woke up wanting to cry, kind of lost it with DD's daycare, and now have my door shut at work and am really, really hoping that nobody comes by to bother me, like, all day (not likely). It's been a horrible day, and it's not even 9:00. One day (or one hour) at at time, I guess...
So that's my story. Sorry for the kind of grumpy intro, but I'm looking forward to getting to know you all!
I'm 41 and have one DD who's about to turn 2. I got pregnant again (after 3 IUIs, 2 IVFs, and one earlier loss) in April. I was kind of worried about the pregnancy all along, because the betas, the heartbeat, the growth...everything just seemed to be a little bit behind where it should. Two weeks ago my 2nd ultrasound with the RE showed very slow growth and an enlarged yolk sac, and I was told I would probably miscarry. One week ago, a followup ultrasound confirmed that I had. I was scheduled for a D&C yesterday, but miscarried on my own on Monday.
I've mostly been doing OK, because I had suspected, and then known, what was coming. For awhile, I was kind of running on that giddy feeling of relief you get when whatever you've been dreading happens, and it doesn't kill you--you're fine (or maybe not everyone does get that--I don't know) . I think it must really be hitting me now, though, probably helped along by some serious hormone withdrawal, because I woke up wanting to cry, kind of lost it with DD's daycare, and now have my door shut at work and am really, really hoping that nobody comes by to bother me, like, all day (not likely). It's been a horrible day, and it's not even 9:00. One day (or one hour) at at time, I guess...
So that's my story. Sorry for the kind of grumpy intro, but I'm looking forward to getting to know you all!