Terri's Story My husband and I started trying to conceive even before we were married (I was 31), within 2 months I was pregnant, but miscarried at 6 weeks (blighted ovum). I fell pregnant again naturally 3 months later and once again miscarried at 7weeks ( there was even a heartbeat). Completely devastated I approached a fertility specialist who ran all the test and discovered my FSH level was 21. A month later it shot up to 40, the Dr then informed me that I was in premature menopause. At first I disagreed, as I was still having regular periods, although they had become a little scanty, but he advised me that there was nothing he could do aside from egg donation. I was lucky to find some one and within 3 months of my "diagnosis" I was pregnant with twins. To my horror, at 5 months I lost one of my precious boys (who would have thought that i'd have to go through more loss?). I managed to carry his brother till 38 weeks with some prem labour and lots of bed rest. My beautiful son is 15 months old and thriving. I breastfed for 4 months and had to go back to work. I fell pregnant naturally the following month. Again, I miscarriaged at 7 weeks. My period had been quite regular but scanty. My gynecologist mentioned a young patient of hers who had come to her diagnosed with POF (premature ovarian failure), with FSH levels in the 70's and in full menopause (no period, hot flashes and confirmation of her condition by at least 3 doctors), but who had then gone for regular acupuncture and reflexology and within 2 months had a period and the following month she fell pregnant , she now has a healthy 2 year old daughter. Needless to say I contacted the patient, got the number of the homeopath and started my sessions. I'm some what of a sceptic when it comes to alternative medicine, but I reckoned I had nothing to lose. I started in December and by the end of the month I had a much heavier period. Again in January my period was heavier than it had been for ages (I must admit I was a quite disappointed when I wasn't pregnant in January). By March the 21st, to be exact, I was pregnant. Three months of nervous, freaked out hell and we discovered I am going to have a boy, I am now 18 weeks pregnant and everthing is looking great, still slightly anxious-can't wait for the birth). The point is not to give up, quite honestly I had resigned myself to only conceive with donated eggs or adoption....goes to show you never know.