It's a long story. Grab your popcorn and please offer me your advice.

I'm a 35yo Mom of an almost 2 year old and currently 4 months pregnant.

4 years ago, my husband and I were uprooted from our quiet hometown near family and were moved across the country (2200 miles away) to live in a big city. For his job.

We kept our home we owned across the country simply because we had 8 weeks to leave, and didn't know what to do with it. We offered my husband's sister, who was 23 at the time and still living at her mother's, an opportunity to live in the home at cost. Meaning we make no profit on her living there "renting" from us. She was reluctant to move in at first, but we were ultimately glad she said yes so we didn't have to manage a vacant home while we were away. She splits rent with a roommate (our mortgage is $800 per month for a 3 bedroom 2 bathroom home with a basement). During Covid, she let her boyfriend move in (without asking) and he's not moved out. So as we understand it, the $800 a month is split 3 ways.

The past four years living in a big city away from everyone we know has been immeasurably hard on us. The apartment we currently live in is no longer affordable, and no longer big enough to support our growing family. For the last two years nonstop, we've been tirelessly looking for a home to buy (or rent) that suits our needs. We've looked in 4 different States. We've had multiple rejected offers. We had one offer go through, that we devastatingly had to pull out from due to the inspection showing damage beyond our funds. If you or anyone you know is home shopping right now, arguably one of the worst times to buy... You know what I mean.

Covid derailed our experience out here, and we live in a tiny apartment, that we pay $1900 a month for, and my husband has been forced to work from home (with a pay cut) and convert our dining room area into an "office" of sorts. We don't even have a kitchen table to eat dinner at. I also lost my job during Covid.

After a series of failed offers, no luck finding a home we can afford and rapidly running out of time and space before the child in my stomach is born in May, my husband had the idea that maybe we move back into the home we own for a few years while we get our bearings. We need help with our toddler and my recovery after birth and I want to be around family. I have been so depressed and lonely becoming a first time mom, during Covid, and completely isolated from everyone I love. I thought this was a great idea and it solved nearly all of our troubles at hand, except one. Displacing his sister.

She's now 27 and has a really good job making close to 6 figures. We have never raised her rent. We have done countless upgrades to the house since she's lived there that directly benefits her. We want to give her enough notice so that the derailment isn't so awful, as we understand that displacing anyone but especially family is really a bummer... but as I said we are running out of time (baby due in May) and the thought of moving cross country at 8+ months pregnant is near impossible.

Last night my husband called his sister to explain where we were at and what we were thinking... And she had a total meltdown. She said her problems are bigger than ours and she needs this home more than us. My husband didn't want to do this, but as I said we've felt it's our last/only choice. He is telling me he's upset and afraid this will ruin their relationship forever. We've given her more than 90 days notice and he's even offered to pay her rent some place new for 3 months and she's still angry and saying she deserves to live here more than us and does not see our perspective.

This has undoubtedly changed the way I view my sister in law as a human being, for being so unempathetic and cold that she thinks it's more important for her friend and boyfriend to live in our house that we need, than her own brother and nieces. I'm incredibly hurt and emotional that she responded this way (I'm pregnant ok lol). I can't help but feel like this is going to change the way we view each other forever.

Are we horrible people for this? For wanting to live in a house we own, that we need for our growing family? I was up all night crying about it. What are your thoughts?