On Valentine’s Day I found out I was pregnant with our first ever positive pregnancy test after 8+ years of trying to conviene. My husband and I were beyond excited for what’s was too come. It was all our dream come true we had waited for this day what had seen forever. But we didn’t know it was gonna end soo soon. On Monday February 19 at 10 pm. Our baby cane too soon. We payed in bed crying because we already knew what had happen. My sister rushed over to our home and called the ambulance for us. We stayed in the hospital up until Tuesday afternoon. It’s been very had for the both of us. I’m upset hurt and an disbelief that it happened to us. I’m more upset and hurt that his family hasn’t been there for him. I mean he has me of course but during the time im in the hospital, I fainted passed out for hours and the had surgery for D and C , his mom couldn’t come and be with him for those hours as he waited alone , ( none of his family there ) I’m hurt because she doesn’t stay far from the hospital all here kids are grown. But yet she couldn’t be there for her oldest son in a time of grief pain of losing our 1st child. I just loss all respect for her. Am I wrong for feeling this way??