I know I come across as ungrateful, and I realise I might not get any support on this board full of women who are happy to be pregnant, but I really don't know where to turn for help.
I never wanted to be a mother, but I got married and a combination of pressure from my husband and my mother convinced me to get pregnant. During arguments my husband accused me of marrying him under false pretences because he thought I'd want a baby like every other woman does. He threatened to divorce me and throw me out of the house if I continued to insist I didn't want children. My mother was just desperate for a grandchild. I didn't want to lose my husband; I thought I could cope with having a baby and it would be preferable to being divorced and homeless.
I've suffered severe pain and insomnia throughout virtually the entire pregnancy and it's been miserable. My employer made an excuse to sack me as soon as I told them I was pregnant. So I have no maternity pay and no job to go back to, and I'm completely reliant on my husband's salary. The baby is due in a week and my body is already ruined with stretchmarks. I'm afraid it'll be ruined further by actually giving birth. I'm huge and can barely walk, I feel like I'm disabled and I resent the loss of my health and fitness. I'm afraid of the inevitable pain and horror of childbirth which is looming in the near future, especially because I don't know how bad it'll be or how well I'll recover.
I'm also afraid of how I'm going to cope after giving birth. Even when this awful pregnancy is finally over I won't get my life back, because I'll have a dependent child and will have lost my career and my freedom. I'll be reduced to a life of feeding, changing, and having to express in advance if I want so much as a glass of wine. I'm horrified by friends who've had babies and become fat and mumsy, and who keep telling me I'll also become fat and mumsy because "you never get your body back". It feels like they're rejoicing in my downfall. Every time I see their horrible noisy sticky children my stomach sinks because I hate children and don't want to deal with that every day. My husband completely fails to appreciate how terrified I feel, because his body hasn't changed and after a couple of weeks he'll be back at work all day and his life will be mostly the same.
I feel immense guilt because I don't feel any love for this baby, I just see it as a burden that will restrict my freedom. I have a couple of friends who are desperately trying to get pregnant and I know they'd give anything to be in my shoes. Other friends keep telling me how broody they'll be when they see my baby, and I know there are lots of women who can't conceive and I feel ungrateful, like there must be something wrong with me because every other woman in the world would be thrilled to have my baby. I have a husband and a lovely home and a baby on the way, and I feel guilty for being unhappy with a life that must look perfect to everyone else.
I literally can't stop crying. I just want this baby out and I want someone to take it away from me so my life can go back to normal. I've tried to talk to my husband about how I feel but his only response is anger because "none of his friends wives have behaved like this" and he "just wants a normal wife and a normal life". He just continued to look at the tv while I was talking and then he went to sleep and started to snore in the middle of me trying to tell him how distressed I am. I feel unloved and unsupported and lost, and I can't see any future worth living for. I've seriously thought about giving birth and then just slitting my wrists so I don't have to be a mother.