Two weeks ago I had a miscarriage. This was my second one in just over a year (last one being Valentines Day 2017). I was only 4+3 gone this time and 4+5 last time. I've know since I was 16 that I will never be a Mum but it still hurts.
Anyway, DH got a call from SD earlier in the week asking if he could go and visit her today. It turns out that she's pregnant with her second child. I'm devastated. SD and I don't have a great relationship and I rarely see her and DS1 and this just feels like an absolute kick in the teeth. I should be happy for her, she's an amazing Mum but instead I'm sat here crying feeling like an absolute failure. I really hate her right now. I hate that she makes it so easy and I can't do it. AIBU?