Life of a Broken Girl into a Healing Mommy

Worst Pregnancy Pt. 3

                 Everyday from that night forward I made up in my mind that I was done. I didn't want anything else dealing with T at all. I was prepared to just raised my son on my own. In my head everything was coming together, I only had a few weeks left to enjoy my pregnancy. My 8th month I was in and out the hospital frequently. My baby was giving me all types of problems. He only came to the hospital once. The rest of the times he would check up, but I would just ignore. Like I said I was just at my breaking point with him. I finally entered my 9th month with only 4 weeks left until I gave birth. We became toxic we started back messing around. Times I would stop myself and realize this man put me through hell where I couldn't even enjoy my pregnancy. He didn't even support me or care about me. Then, to come find out you now in a relationship. Hurt? I can't even explain the feeling all I could do really is cry. Even though it was on my mind I could never put it on the tip of my finger how could you do that. How could you think that; your move you just went with was okay. My baby shower went wrong and I felt like I was in the blind. I'm guessing I was the only one who heard his remark about a second baby. Yes, at my own baby shower I was hurt. This life is not a fairytale even though it feels like I'm in a dream. All holidays weren't even the same. I didn't receive anything for Christmas or anything. My mama always told me if a man can stick his penis in you, he can help you or give you what you want at times. Not here mama and that just showed I was really at my cut off line. My entire pregnancy I was broken, & depressed from start to end and it was all because of a baby daddy.