On November 6th I was so excited to be heading in for my first ultrasound. I packed up my 1.5yr dropped her off to my grandparents who thought I was going to to the Drs for a UTI. Grandma is nosy and gossips.

After I dropped the baby, I texted my husband to let him know the address so he could meet me at the appointment. My husband ends up getting stuck in traffic. And as the ultrasound tech is moving the wand all around I see it in her face she adjusts her position and tells me she’ll be right back. My husband calls to say he’s in the waiting room. I tell him something is wrong and tell him to ask if they can bring him back here. My husband, my OB and the ultrasound tech come in. My OB says let’s take a look here. And then turns the mentor away from us. I immediately start crying. My OB turns the screen towards us and says I’m sorry there’s no heartbeat. I miscarried 8weeks 3days.