I found out on Christmas <a href="https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=com.glow.android.eve">eve</a> that I was pregnant, my husband had previously said that he wanted to wait as he didn't think it was the right time for us to have another baby. I was terrified of what he'd say when I told him the tests were positive...and when I did he was happy .

On Sunday I started spotting and I called him, as I bled with my previous pregnancy he told me I'd be wasting my time going to the hospital. I left it hoping he was right and knowing that the scanning department would have been closed. At 6am Monday morning I woke up to the embryo on my sanity towel . I was devastated. Since then I have been back and forth to the hospital having a scan and blood tests.

I am so hurt. I wanted that baby more than anything, my son keeps talking to my stomach. And it hurts. My husband doesn't think when he speaks and keeps making sarcastic comments. He snapped at my son this evening and I told him to calm down. Needless to say he had a go at me, told me he can shout at his son whenever he likes and I shouldn't get involved. I left it, I don't have the energy to fight. I went to bed to sit alone as I was feeling emotional, they both followed and my son asked what was wrong. My oh said "are you causing mummy trouble?" So I replied"he's not the problem" and all I got what "no you are."

This was my second pregnancy and the first time I have miscarried. He asked me to go and stay at his sisters the night after it happened, who has a new born. All of my friends are pregnant and I don't feel ready to sit around them gushing about their healthy babies .

I just feel lost and empty.