sandybeach
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I had a miscarriage at 17 weeks a few months ago. I thought I had gotten over it but now as hubby and I start talking about trying again, I just have such mixed feelings....
It was my second miscarriage - my first was at 8 weeks. Never saw a heartbeat. Was tough to get over it and we took almost a year after that before a BFP, which made the whole process extremely frustrating. Subsequently had a healthy baby and then got pregnant again when baby was about a year old (first month of trying!). We were so excited and everything went well until a regular visit to the doctor's that showed the baby's heart had stopped. It was so surreal... we went for a medical induction 2 days later. The autopsy, blood tests etc couldn't uncover anything so it was just "one of those".... I (thought I) got over it relatively quickly - I already have a healthy baby and it wasn't my first miscarriage. Went back to work within 2 weeks and life went on as usual.
But as time passes, I'm feeling it isn't the same. Losing a baby the first time was just frustration, but this time, I feel fear and anxiety over how fragile life is. I see many peers who had children about the time I had my first (success) giving birth to their second now and I can't help but wonder why mine was taken away. I want to share their joy but feel a pang of sadness every time I read such news. I want another child and I'm in my thirties so I know my bio-clock is ticking but I just can't find the strength to try again. What if it takes another year before a BFP, what if I lose it again, what if the baby is born unhealthy...? Suddenly I'm paranoid and scared about everything.
Anyone has any advice? Breathe....
It was my second miscarriage - my first was at 8 weeks. Never saw a heartbeat. Was tough to get over it and we took almost a year after that before a BFP, which made the whole process extremely frustrating. Subsequently had a healthy baby and then got pregnant again when baby was about a year old (first month of trying!). We were so excited and everything went well until a regular visit to the doctor's that showed the baby's heart had stopped. It was so surreal... we went for a medical induction 2 days later. The autopsy, blood tests etc couldn't uncover anything so it was just "one of those".... I (thought I) got over it relatively quickly - I already have a healthy baby and it wasn't my first miscarriage. Went back to work within 2 weeks and life went on as usual.
But as time passes, I'm feeling it isn't the same. Losing a baby the first time was just frustration, but this time, I feel fear and anxiety over how fragile life is. I see many peers who had children about the time I had my first (success) giving birth to their second now and I can't help but wonder why mine was taken away. I want to share their joy but feel a pang of sadness every time I read such news. I want another child and I'm in my thirties so I know my bio-clock is ticking but I just can't find the strength to try again. What if it takes another year before a BFP, what if I lose it again, what if the baby is born unhealthy...? Suddenly I'm paranoid and scared about everything.
Anyone has any advice? Breathe....