This post is to anyone who has questioned their OBGYN: I switched from a multi-doc practice in a fancy medical building where my blank faced OB said, "There's your sac. And there is no heartbeat," to a single practice, small town office where the OB repeatedly said, "I am so sorry. I know how hard this is for you."
It took us over a year of REALLY TRYING HARD to get pregnant (only to m/c — so frustrating and heartbreaking!), so my new doc wants to run blood tests! WOW, blood tests! My old doc never did those —*her attitude was that we'd get pregnant, but it just may take 2 yrs (ppfft, what's two years, right?) My new doc is nice. Listens. Answers questions. Is sympathetic. My old doc was CLINICAL. I feel so relieved to have a doc who wants to investigate our fertility issues more...
As for ROUND II of TTC, new doc gave us the go ahead after my first period post m/c, which she said should come in early October. She told me not to chart this month (I was and my temps were a degree higher than normal). Some how I need to not be negative and think I'm in for another year or more of TTC on RED BULL. I don't have it in me.
That's the good news. The bad news is today was my 9 week u/s appt — the one I was obsessed with. After today, we'd have a pic of our little bean. We were going to tell MIL and other fam, our close friends. Today was the day I was determined to make it past. In my diary early on, I wrote to my bean that he/she would make it to this appointment because he/she was like DH and I, stubborn, strong. I was wrong

I can't wait for today to be over.