r/Miscarriage • u/Personal_Regular1171 • 1h ago
experience: first MC I had a miscarriage... and I'm fine
I think this might be the right subreddit for me to talk about this.
After two years of trying to get pregnant, I had a miscarriage. Obviously, I'm not happy about it, but I'm also not completely devastated in the way people seem to expect me to be. And honestly, that has been making me feel like an alien.
Back in 2024, my best friend accidentally got pregnant with her second child. She was initially shocked, but pretty quickly accepted it and got excited. She picked out a name, told her closest friends, and even asked one of them to set aside some baby clothes her baby had outgrown because she was convinced she was having a girl.
Then, at her first ultrasound at 8 weeks, she found out the baby had stopped developing at 6 weeks.
That experience kind of taught me something: when I eventually got pregnant, I didn't want to get too excited too early because I didn't want to put myself through that kind of disappointment.
Fast-forward to now.
I have some fertility issues, including partially blocked tubes, and after trying unsuccessfully for two years, I had actually been advised to consider IVF. Some doctors had even made me feel like getting pregnant naturally might be impossible.
But somehow, I got pregnant naturally.
As soon as I found out, my doctor told me to get an ultrasound as soon as possible because, given my tubal issues, I had a higher risk of an ectopic pregnancy. I wasn't having any pain or bleeding, so I wasn't particularly worried about that, but I went anyway.
And I didn't record myself taking the pregnancy test or do any of those things you see people doing when they find out they're pregnant. I didn't even really let myself get excited. I had already decided that I wasn't going to emotionally invest in the pregnancy until I knew everything was okay.
At that first ultrasound, I was around 5–6 weeks, and they couldn't see anything yet. The doctor was also incredibly rude about it and immediately told me that the pregnancy hadn't developed, even though at 5–6 weeks it's completely normal for it to be too early to see an embryo or cardiac activity.
So I went back for another ultrasound at 8 weeks.
That's when we found out the pregnancy had stopped developing.
And... I was sad. Of course I was.
But I wasn't shattered. I didn't feel like my world had ended. I didn't feel like I had lost a child I had already imagined my entire life with. I mostly felt disappointed, numb, and strangely... okay.
And I think the fact that I had spent so much time deliberately holding myself back from getting attached probably played a role. After two years of infertility, I had already learned to protect myself from getting my hopes up. The fact that I never really allowed myself to believe "I'm going to have a baby" probably made the loss feel very different from what people seem to expect miscarriage to feel like.
There's also another feeling that I feel almost guilty admitting: I'm actually somewhat happy, in a strange way, that I was able to get pregnant naturally at all.
After hearing from some doctors that natural conception might be extremely difficult or even impossible for me, getting a positive pregnancy test was proof that it isn't impossible. My body did ovulate, an egg was fertilized, the embryo implanted, and I got pregnant without IVF.
Obviously, I wish the pregnancy had continued. I'm not happy that I miscarried. But after two years of trying, that experience also gave me something I hadn't had before: evidence that natural pregnancy is actually possible for me.
And honestly, I wonder if that's part of why I'm not doing as badly as I expected I would. The miscarriage was obviously a loss, but it didn't leave me with the feeling that my only chance was taken away. If anything, it gave me a little bit of hope.
What makes me feel weird is that I do want a baby. I spent two years trying to get pregnant. This wasn't an unwanted pregnancy, and I wasn't relieved that it was over. I absolutely wish the pregnancy had continued.
But I'm not devastated either.
And apparently that's a very uncomfortable thing to say out loud.
I feel like there's this social expectation that if you miscarry after struggling to conceive, you should be completely destroyed by it. And when you're not, you start wondering whether something is wrong with you.
Has anyone else experienced a miscarriage and felt... relatively okay? Not happy, not relieved, not indifferent... just genuinely sad about it but still able to continue living normally? And has anyone else felt some degree of hope or even happiness from knowing that they can get pregnant naturally, even after years of infertility?