Today yes Thursday, marks 2 months since I lost my baby. Right now, 2 months ago I was awake crying in pain and sadness, as I pushed my 6 week old baby out. My husband gave me no closure. My dad won't talk to me about it. I feel bitter toward other pregnant women(I'm sorry if that part offends anyone. I lost my first child, my love. I told my husband and my dad I wanted to see a counselor, and my dad gave me rude remarks, about how they don't help, that they don't do anything. I can't talk to them about it, my dad makes a joke about everything and my husband won't talk about anything serious. I just miss knowing my baby was growing inside of me.