I'm at a loss and I'm hoping someone can shed some light on what we're going through. I'm 38 years old and my husband is 42. Last spring we got pregnant after trying for about 4 months. We were thrilled. Then it ended at 7 weeks. They called it a chemical pregnancy. The doctor says it happens all of the time. But not to anyone I knew so it came as completely unexpected and completely heartbreaking. She said to try again as soon as I was comfortable. So we did and six months later, pregnant again! This time, we see our little bean with his perfect heartbeats. The doctor then assures me that the chance of miscarriage now is at about 5% and not to worry (since all I could now think about was another miscarriage). We went back a few weeks later and, no heartbeat. They called it a missed miscarriage and suggested I try again or go to an RE to see if there was anything wrong. They gave me an experimental prescription to take and I had one of the most painful nights of my life as I passed what was supposed to be our baby. The experiences were so horrible that I wanted to play it safe so we scheduled an appointment with a top rated RE at Penn Fertility. They ran tests on EVERYTHING. My husband and I were both fine, uterus looked great, except I was borderline DOR. She said that was probably the cause of my miscarriages since egg quality when you have DOR tends to be low. All of our options were given to us and, in the end, we decided to play it safe and use donor eggs (which was not an easy decision to come to). We have limited funds and only had one shot at it so we wanted to give ourselves the best possible chance to become parents. We transferred one fresh embryo (still have 5 frozen) and BOOM! Pregnant! I was so thrilled! Week after week the pregnancy progressed right on course. All tests and ultrasounds great and heartbeats and dancing baby in the womb. I was still petrified of miscarriage but kept reminding myself that we used donor eggs and that these weren't my crummy old eggs and everything would be fine, just like it seems to be for everyone else that I know in my life. We reached our second trimester and breathed a huge sigh of relief. My doctor said I needed to "chill out" and stop worrying about miscarriage and that everything was fine. We got our Cell Free DNA test back and he was a healthy little boy! We cried we were so happy. We smiled for weeks. Made plans, looked at nursery furniture, told everyone that would listen, blasted it on facebook, picked a name. And then at my 16 week ultrasound, he was gone. No heartbeat. They have no idea what happened. After a silent Doppler, a confirming ultrasound and a second opinion ultrasound, we knew he was gone. They looked over all of the tests we were given, looked at the baby who measured a few days behind and called it a fluke. Bad luck. Just happens to some people. Three miscarriages in a row, including one from an egg donor, is not just "bad luck". Something is wrong. Something is wrong with my body that it's killing my babies and there's no explanation. Their advise? Try again, the odds are in your favor. That's what they say after every miscarriage. Try again. You have a great chance. I go in for my D&E tomorrow. We have no other options. We can't do surrogacy or adoption because we went into debt for the donor eggs. And all we want is a family. I never thought I'd have to go through life never being a mom. I've never seen my husband brought so low. Has this happened to anyone else? What was it? Why is this happening??