Hi, I think I first found this forum around 2 years ago. I've been somewhat of a lurker, reading posts with interest, commenting every now and then and posting very occasionally. I don't really know why I haven't got more involved but very recently my journey has taken some very unexpected turns down some very rocky paths. We've always been quite private about our infertility, just a small handful of people knew about it until we started ivf when we felt we had to / needed to tell more people. Well now my husband and I have decided that the time has come to stop hiding completely because the support through being more open has been incredible. I have written the (rather long, sorry!) summary below which we are thinking of posting on Facebook... I'd be really grateful for any thoughts. The message I'm trying to get across is that it's ok to talk about it and there is no need to be ashamed, support networks are invaluable... (I'm not suggesting everyone makes such a bold statement but we think it could work for us). Thanks in advance for any input!
"Hubby and I have thought long and hard about posting this but we have come to the conclusion that the benefits (for us, and hopefully others) outweigh the risks... apologies because it is long, but if you do read on hopefully you will understand why.
Up until now we have pretty much kept our infertility hidden from social media and all but our closest of confidantes; we started trying to have a family in the summer of 2014, just after our first wedding anniversary. We had our first appointment at a hospital fertility clinic just over 2 years ago and since then have had 6 cycles of clomid (a drug to induce ovulation), 3 rounds of iui (intra uterine insemination - think medical turkey basting!) and this summer we embarked on the gruelling journey that is ivf. After more than a month of daily injections, 28 eggs were collected from me at the beginning of August and we had to "freeze all" due to the risks of ovarian hyper stimulation syndrome (OHSS). Turns out that "all" was only 5x 2-day old embryos, the rest of that mammoth haul of eggs either didn't fertilise or didn't develop as the embryologists would have liked them to.
Fast forward to the autumn... my body had calmed down, I had another month of daily injections, a couple of weeks of HRT tablets and my body was finally ready to have an embryo transferred. All of our frosties were thawed and 2 of them made it to the blastocyst stage when they were 5 days old; they weren't the best quality so both were transferred into me on Thursday 9 November.
They became affectionately known as our "bat babies" and I spent a fortnight off work taking it easy and willing them to stick. On Wednesday 22 November all of our wildest dreams came true when a home pregnancy test (OK, 5 home pregnancy tests!) revealed those 2 lines that we had never seen before. We had beaten the odds, defied the statistics. We were finally pregnant!!! It really was the most amazing feeling.
Unfortunately though, it just wasn't meant to be and, on Friday 1 December, at a fraction under 6 weeks pregnant, I had a sudden and spontaneous miscarriage. The bat baby (or babies) were gone. There are no words to describe how we felt, or indeed how we feel now. It is still incredibly raw.
Our reason for telling this story so publicly though is because we have discovered that infertility and miscarriage really are the "elephants in the room". Since we made the difficult decision to be open and honest about our situation amongst family, friends and colleagues we have been overwhelmed by the number of people who have been through, or are going through, similar situations. The support network that we have been able to build as a result of our honesty has been absolutely invaluable and has helped, and is helping, us through the darkest of times.
So please, if you can relate to some or all of this and are finding it hard, don't be ashamed or embarrassed to talk about it. Feel free to contact us if you want to. Together we can perhaps all be that little bit stronger. "