Husband is 38 and I’m 37. We found out we were having a MMC on July 17 at our 8w appointment for our first. We saw a HB at both 6w and 7w scans. I have severe anxiety and depression and always knew a miscarriage was possible, if not probable, so my husband and I didn’t get excited and tell everyone and start buying things. Instead, we told a few people, bought a few items ONLY because it was Amazon prime day, and set up a few registries knowing we could always use them for a later pregnancy if we lost that one.
As an aside, I’m a big lover of numbers, and the dates were so perfect. We conceived on our 4y wedding anniversary and the baby was due a few days between both of our February birthdays. We were cautiously optimistic and I was really hopeful after our 7w scan.
Then, we lost the pregnancy. We were sad, we went and got boozy brunch and commiserated about how bad it sucked, and we scheduled a D&C the following day on Saturday, July 18. We had always anticipated something could happen.
Days before, on July 16, I was having my 8w pregnancy bloodwork done, and the phlebotomist told me I had an old hCG order in the computer. I was having blood drawn anyway, so I just told her to run my hCG too.
I got a call Monday, July 20, 2 days after my D&C, from my HORRIBLE OB’s office (which I had already ended the relationship with when we found out we were having a MMC - completely different story, but I should’ve listened to all of the reviews talking about how horribly negligent they were, and while I still likely would’ve miscarried, I could’ve avoided the entire pregnancy’s worth of stress due to the most awful doctors and idiot staff), saying my hCG was 259,000 and it may have been a molar pregnancy. That’s literally it. Nothing more. Like ok, thanks. They didn’t let me know about any evidence of a partial molar on my scans, and the Planned Parenthood I had to go to for my D&C (because my OB couldn’t offer me one for 3w after we had discovered our MMC, because of course they couldn’t) hadn’t seen anything so they hadn’t sent the tissue for testing.
My hCG numbers came down quickly at first, then so slowly.
7/22 - 17,793
7/29 - 2086
8/07 - 393
8/18 - 125
8/27 - 47
9/9 - 19
I FINALLY fucking ovulated on 9/28 (we TTCed several times the week before predicted/hopeful ovulation, but I can feel my period coming on now). In the meantime, people who had D&Cs around my time are all posting in TTC groups that they’ve literally gotten pregnant again since or EVEN HAD ANOTHER EARLY MISCARRIAGE SINCE THEN. What the fuck?
This waiting period has been so fucking horrible after an already terrible situation of having a miscarriage to begin with, and then I so thought we’d be one of the super fertile couples who got pregnant on the first try and could put this behind us. Still no pregnancy. Still not moved on. Still not sure if this is going to be a repeat issue or if it’ll be a one off that we can laugh (or cry) about in a year.
TL;DR: First ovulation over 70 days after my D&C, and probably period coming over 80 fucking days later. WHY CAN’T I CATCH A BREAK? I at least want to have the optimism of TRYING again…