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It was 6 years ago ... I became pregnant with my second son, but my husband did not want him and said: “go have an abortion, what’s the problem” ... And I really wanted a child ... I cried, begged, asked to explain why he didn’t want him so much ... Then I said : either we are together and with a child, or I have an abortion and my son and I are leaving ... For some reason, I chickened out and left the child. Pregnancy is like hell ... I did not understand what was happening, he did not pay attention to us, frankly lied that he was at work or on business ... We were together for 8 years ... I clung to him, tried to please him. Thought she loved. At 38 weeks, she went to give birth ... he was very courtesy ... he called every minute ... She gave birth to a son, her husband ran into the ward, was touched, cried! We were discharged a week later. On Valentine's Day. The first day at home with the little one I was so happy! I was washing dishes, I looked in the locker, the light came on, I looked ... this is his phone on silent mode. SMS…
“I dream of hugging you and being with you on this day, beloved, together forever. Literally in my opinion. I called. Talking to her is another story. Quite calmly, with her thin, sweet little voice, she said that she knew that I had given birth to a second son from him and the most important phrase was “Olya, well, I’m not against you, but everything is serious with us.” She let me be in their lives!!! )))) here's how. And then an icy calmness attacked me ... I understood everything that had been happening for almost a year ... there were not even tears. He came out of the bathroom and tried to hug me, I calmly said that I had talked with Anya and I didn’t want to live with him anymore. What started here! First he denied everything, then he cried, then he swore. I listened and what do you think ... I believed ... then half a year of his throwing ... then he screams I love her, then I can’t live without you ... when the youngest was a month old again, the scandal broke my arm and left. My girlfriend and her brother arrived, went to make a plaster cast, removed the beatings, filed an application ... A week later, he came with a huge bouquet, crawled on his knees, kissed his feet. Well, of course I did. Stupid. And everything continued. His absences, her calls and texts. When my son was half a year old, I set a condition that I would move to another city. In addition, he began to have problems with work. In general, we went to another city. But there were a dozen more like An. And I had nothing to lose, I took the children and left. I will say one thing ... he is still chasing us, shouting that we are the best thing in his life, and without modesty I will say that it is so ... We left for another city, and he stayed, flabby, drank himself, works as a taxi driver in a small town, and all can not arrange their lives. And we have a wonderful family, and soon there will be a brother) and only three years have passed ....
All this is hard and painful, but keeping this parody of relationships will not make you happy... maybe you will stay together... but sooner or later you will have to leave... don't worry, calmly go pregnant, give birth to your little one, and you will be happy. God he sees
Do not cling to what has already begun to rot ... "
