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single parents Added: 999 days ago. Added by: emma32uk Section: General. Status: This question is Closed. (Questions will be closed after 10 days.)
has anyone become a single parent late in pregnancy??? i have been trying to sort my relationship out for months, some of you ladies may remember the weed smoking question, well we made a compramise, which i still wasnt happy about and things have just got worse, with abuse and aggression. last night was the final straw when the police had to get involved. i have 12 days to go now and i feel lost and sad, but i know i have to be strong for myself, my other children and the new baby, i know i have done the right thing.......so i guess my question is have any of you been through a simular situaton and how did you cope???
*Jessica*
- 998 days ago Rating: 0 (0 votes)
I feel for you so much! My husband has been smoking weed and acting really controlling lately, he has problems with agression and abuse, Im only 20 wks prego, with 3 other children and a few nights ago I walked in my house and another female was layin up on my couch with him, (doing I dont know what at the time) the police got invloved, and she told them she didnt know who I was( my clothes and things all in my house, okay whatever) and shes more than likely pregnant by him too!! wow, this is a whole lot for me, I left, and today while he was at work, I cleared out the whole house (including his clothes) if you need anybody to talk to, because I know that I do, then im here!!
tto
- 998 days ago Rating: 0 (0 votes)
My girlfriend broke up with her husband days before the baby came. She is a fabulous single parent and it was the best choice for her and her daughter. Sounds like you don't need a guy like that influencing and raising your child. Single parenting is hard- but you can do it! She did it- she had a good support system. I hope you do too.
Mandy-N-Eoins-Peanut
- 998 days ago Rating: 0 (0 votes)
Hey Emma.
Once upon a time I met a guy. I was 15 and he was 18. We hit it off right away and eventually moved in together when I was 8 months pregnant. About 2 weeks after we moved in together, the abuse started. The first instance was when I refused to babysit his nephews that I'd only met that day, so he and his sister could go to the pub. He knelt on my pregnant stomach and tried to strangle me.
As people are wont to do in a relationship, I forgave him and we toddled on. I stayed with him for 6 years. During this time I lost touch with every friend I ever had, went nowhere, didn't wear make up or nice clothes because the hassle of answering a 101 questions WHY just wasn't worth it, let myself get beat down to nothing so badly that I lost myself along the way. When my children were 4 and 2, I got a new house just for me and the kids, and kicked him to the curb. The following six months were the worst of my life. I had no money. Nothing. My mother and grandmother were paying my rent, buying my food, paying bills and generally keeping my head above water. My son who was 2 didn't sleep through the night until he was 2 and a half, and spent most nights screaming at the top of his lungs for no reason at all. Nothing would placate him. I went so far as to give him a chocolate bar in his cot one night just to shut him up. It didn't work lol. So there I was, 21 years of age, two children whose dad forgot about them the minute I crawled out from under his thumb, no money, no prospects and no forseable future as far as I was concerned. I thought a lot in those days about killing myself, placing my children in care, signing myself into a mental hospital, or just running away. I did none of that. I persevered, letting my family support me for the six months it took for the social services over here to issue me with a steady weekly payment. Once I was able to stand on my own two feet, I brought the ex to court for maintenance, which I got, and enrolled myself in a computer skills class.
That was five years ago. And here I am, a beautiful home, fabulous children, a gorgeous hubby who I did have some problems with, but thankfully they all seem to have ironed themselves out now, expecting my third and final baby, and posessing the skills it takes to not only use a computer, but to teach others to do the same. I'm a mother. I'm a teacher. I'm a woman. I'm a lover. And I'm so much more...I am me. It took me a long time to find myself after the ex, but I did it, and I'm determined to never let anyone take me away again. I hope my little story helped you some. xx