Feel like a failure..

All I've ever wanted is to have a child that ties my husband and I together. I want to hold our child in my arms. I want it to grow up knowing how much I love it. After 7 months, it finally happened. 7 positives I got. My husband was overjoyed. We decided we would tell our parents tonight. We talked about our child all day and were extra happy all day. Then I started bleeding. It started out as spotting then progressed. I knew something wasn't right when the brown turned to bright red. We trusted going to the er was the best decision. I went in and told them I would be 5 weeks today and have gotten multiple positive tests. The doctor continued to mock me and say oh, so you're not a week late. Really you're only 5 weeks. Okay we'll take a pregnancy test to make sure everything is legit. We waited and waited only to hear you're not pregnant. It came back negative. You're just starting your period. I asked why did I continuously get positives. She said you're possibly taking them wrong and laughed. How can you take a test wrong? 4 different brands. 7 tests. All positive. I posted pictures. Showed my husband. Everyone seen the positives too. So now... so now. We're back home and my heart is so heavy right now. What happened? Did I miscarriage? It wasn't enough to be a miscarriage. There wasn't tissue or clotting. So I'm sitting here still bleeding and wondering what happened? I feel so broken and upset. I thought this was the month. I thought it was my time to tell people. But all I feel is sadness, anger, and hurt. Hurt I'm not going to be a mother in 8 months. Hurt the doctors laughed at me. Hurt that I don't have something growing inside of me. Hurt that my husband is hurt. Hurt that I want to keep trying but the fear of having negatives overtakes it. We will see where our little journey takes us...