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My ex-husband and megets pregnant The first time we startedTry a baby, and we were delighted. Looking back, I guess maybe just that I was delighted. But at the time, I really thought he was happy too.

When I'm wrong at 10 weeks, we were devastated. My ex-husband even shouted to lose the baby to his best friend on a snowboard trip shortly after.

Six weeks later, I'm still pregnant. After pissed on the stick and I saw these blue lines, I ran in our room and told my husband.

"Oh," was his answer. I started crying, not understanding why he was not as ecstatic as me.

He degenerated into ahuge fight Where he said he did not even think we should be together because I did not treat it correctly. He left completely out of the left field.

If you had asked any of our friends from ourwedding At the time, they would have said he dated me on me and loved me. He had my nametattooed on his heart! We had a brilliant and fun marriage, browsing the world before settling in our career and start our adult life together. I was planted by what he said and I told him he was crazy.

Then he said I should have an abortion. I was next to myself.

He left for work, but when he returned home, the argument continued. I said he should just leave. He went to stay with a friend of work and in the coming months he left and out of my life, saying that he did not know what he wanted, that he needed space and that He was not happy.

Other times, he would come to the appointments of the midwife and claim that he was an active participant in pregnancy, spending hours at the apartment we used to share, drag her as if nothing had changed. I would still cook meals for him, and I worried about hisemotional health, even packing a dinner in Turkey for him atXmas. At one point, in front of friends, he even kissed me passionately, to have my hope that the relationship could be saved.

His behavior was so incompatible and out of character, no one in ourExtended group of friends Could understand why he did that. I even wondered if he took drugs.

One day he left his jacket in our apartment and I searched his pockets. I found a note, complete withHeart drawings, of a woman who says to my husband she had never had the impression that it previously, that the stars had never shone so brilliant and that when she and my husband shared a piece of pie in our restaurant favorite, the one we always went for a dessert - she knew that their love would be forever.

I fell on the ground and I started sobering. I called it and he returned home in 15 minutes.

He asked me for forgiving him, saying that nothing had happened beyond that date, that she was obsessed with him. She was crazy, he said. He only loved me.

I agreed to try to repair our wedding and he agreed to go to wedding therapy. He refused to move at home, always stay with this mysterious friend.

We attended fourWedding therapy sessionsAnd in everyone, he claimed he wanted our marriage to work. At one point, he even said he would always like us to have a relationship, but he did not want to live together and needing to be able to see other people - who do not wash with me at all.

In private, he would tell me he found me pushed back. He also said to two of our friends that I hadcheated On him and he was not even sure that the baby was his (I never had, never would have).

I struggled to stay positive and I cried through the next seven months, lonely and frightened - a single mother had never been my plan.

My friends would comment how much I held it together, but I cried all the time, and more than once fantasized aboutkill me Because I could not see how I was going to go through that. My heart was broken. I could not see how I could be agood mother, or be an entire person, without my ex-husband.

In the appointment of childbirth, I went to Solo, I would see my heart to my midwife about what was happening and she was very concerned about my stress levels. At my appointment five months, I was losing weight instead of gaining. She warned that I would be taken to the hospital if I did not begin to eat properly.

By the time I got to work, my husband had not declined, but he still had not said that we really finished. My midwife suggested not to call after the baby because she could see how he said to me, and worried that he was not a good source of support. I wanted, however, and he was an excellent partner of birth through a horrible workers and emergency c-section that has seen our daughter in intensive care for 24 hours. But I had my hopes.

After birth, it's gone to get the camera batteries and did not return for four hours. I was in tremendous pain and distraught because I had not be able to hold our daughter.

It was clear that he had stopped worrying about me at that time. But I would hope that once he saw ourbeautiful girlIt would be a family.

Instead, he went out of our lives, then I started hearing that he had been seen around our city with a woman with long black hair. When I questioned him, he told me she was a friend. After our daughter for a few hours at the age of two months, I found long black hair in the baby chubby fist of my daughter.

That's when I realized, finally, that I myself only pleasant. Well, and the father of my husband told me to move on I could do better.

I cut contact with him other than to directly treat the welfare of our daughter. No more cuddling in bed together that reminded me to think he could return. I accepted it was over.

I discovered later that he began having an affair with the woman with long black hair right after the miscarriage, a truth I assembled after incessant phone calls and more lies. I was so angry. He could just go to that point, but he did not. Instead, he continued to have unprotected sex with me after saying cheerfully: "Hey honey, I'm ovulating, do it!"

It was cowardice that hurts the most, he had never been sufficient for man just starting. I could not understand why. We were together for almost seven years - I thought I knew him.

But after realizing it was not what I thought it was and that it was really over, my heart began to heal. Wedivorced six months later, he paid in order to marry the love of his life. "(Hilarement, I had a stack of letters of love saying the same thing about me.)

finally Istarted to rise again. And although it was disastrous and never went anywhere initially hand, it was fun. I spent time with the many friends who have loved me and supported me. I realized that I never would have had to be with my husband, he had never really allowed me to be myself. My daughter gave me strength and made me love him more of a partnership than ever as much as his wife.

We share custody of our daughter now 12 years, but to date, it is only semi-interested inpaternity and spends time with her limited, which suits us fine. He married the woman he left me, and it has always been the mother-daughter (she loves him, and I think she loves him back, I am very happy). After five years assingle motherI married an old friend from college and we then had two more children.

My ex-husband and I never got to a point where things can be pleasant. I always want it to disappear, though I know it would be better for my daughter. I do not think I can ever forgive him do this to me - not the start but the lying and cowardice. I moved and the girl I shared with him is wonderful and brilliant.

I know I'm happier than I would have never been if I was still married to him, but that does not mean that he did less badly.

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