Chemical pregnancies suck.
I just had a chemical pregnancy after trying for 7 months. My first time in 5 years I tested positive (that one also ended in a chemical pregnancy, but we weren’t trying).
It felt so real. I was 5 weeks and 2 days. I was having legit symptoms; nausea, headache, bloating, elevated RHR. I allowed myself to imagine my baby and my life moving forward into parenthood.
I woke up and my oura ring said my RHR returned to normal, temp was at 0 (baseline). I was worried but continued my day. I felt cramping and started bleeding shortly after. Immediate tears.
I am so so sad. The timing felt serendipitous. The due date was my husbands birthday. Our loss in 2021 was conceived on his birthday (lol) so it felt full circle.
My best friends are pregnant or just had a baby. Our babies would be in school together, we’d be going through this new phase of life together. Now I’m still left behind.
I want to stay hopeful but this loss feels like such a punch to the gut. Another month without pregnancy.
Faith and fear both ask you to believe in something you can’t see. I’m trying to continue to be positive and not feel defeated or naive for believing it would stick.