I found out on Thursday that my LO had no heartbeat. We'd seen the heartbeat on Friday (8/12) but LO was measuring only 7w2d, and the earliest I could possibly be was 8w even. I went into the u/s on Thursday just knowing the outcome wouldn't be good, but even though I had mentally prepared myself, I still was pretty devastated. It's just heartbreaking to see no motion. I never thought I'd be in that place. Not to mention there was a vanishing twin. So not only did I lose one LO, but had another embryo that wasn't healthy enough to continue.
The scientist in me is saying that the impossibly high betas in the beginning, and the slow growth indicated a chromosomal issue. That this was for the best. However, the Mama in me is impossibly sad. I never thought I'd feel like this. My husband is having a hard time understanding why I am more upset than he thinks I should be. I keep trying to explain to him that it's different when it happens to you. He also keeps telling me that "maybe we just got lucky with our son". He never really wanted another child, so I feel like he isn't mourning this one like I am.
Ugh. I am just ready to get started again, and it's so frustrating that now I have to wait for those stupid quants to go down to zero, and then wait 2 more normal cycles before we can. I have required clomid to get pregnant both pregnancies, so it is pretty futile to try before the dr. okays it and writes the script. I hate that it isn't as easy for us as it is for others. Not to mention I get to endure my husband's reluctance to TTC again.
I am just angry. Sorry for the rant, and I am glad to find a place where I can let it out!