i am currently in the process of miscarrying my first ivf baby. i know i’m early, almost 6 weeks, but the last 6 weeks have been such a rollercoaster of emotions.
i feel like a fool. when i saw my first positive, i couldnt believe it. i was so cautious. when i got my first beta, i let my guard down completely. i called my husband and told him “i’m a MOMMY!!!!” we were so happy. that weekend was the best weekend of my life. i went in on the monday for my second beta and by that afternoon, i felt shaken, as my beta hadnt doubled. all the happiness drained out of me. after that second beta, the high was completely gone and now… i am miscarrying.
at 36, 2 miscarriages, 6 years if trying, i cant even remember how many iuis anymore, and my first failed ivf euploid transfer FAILED… i feel genuinely horrified that motherhood wont be part of my future. if IVF didnt work, nothing will. if i havent had a child in 6 YEARS, i never will. if my body couldnt hold a perfectly good embryo, that even my care team was over the moon about… it never will.
i dont even want to hear success stories anymore. they mean nothing to me. they are in the same vein to me now as comments like “my friend did xyz” or “you need to take a trip!” or “it’ll happen”… that doesnt matter because my body is going to do whatever it wants in the end, and in 6 years it hasnt done anything.
i am overweight, tired, bitter… i nothing like i was before this whole thing infected my life. if this isnt going to work, i want my old self back, and i am scared i can only begrudgingly get the superficial shit back. not my old happy personality, not the genuine happiness for others when they have children… i hate myself.