ok, so a brief background to my dramatic life:
Have 4 yr old DD. Split with her dad jan last year when i found out he was sleeping with my next door neighbour. Spent the last year going a bit wild, internet dating and the like, trying not to be desperately unhappy. September last year, met a guy, seemed to be everything I was looking for. Things were good to begin with, then we started argueing about anything and everything, there was alot of jealousy from him because a guy I had been seeing over the summer would not leave me alone. We split up, got back together several times.
Then I became really depressed, i missed my daughters dad, wanted my old life back and everything I had known and loved for 8 years. My financial situation was terrible (still is) despite the fact I work and earn a reasonably decent wage. I told my ex that I missed him and wanted him back. He said he was happy with his new g/f and was not prepared to risk things not working between us despite still loving me. I hit breaking point one day, got in my car to go to work and very nearly drove in to the back of an HGV at 80mph. The way I figured things, I would not have to live and be so bloody unhappy all the time, my daughter was losing out because I was so tired and miserable all the time and she would at least get a hefty life insurance pay out. I couldn't do it, was too scared, went in to work a gibbering wreck and was off sick for a month.
In that month I went home to my family (I live with my daughter 100 miles away from everyone, very isolated) and had a good think about what I was doing and how I could improve things for me and my daughter.I decided to apply for jobs closer to home, pack up my whole life and move in with my dad until I could pay off my debts and start again with a clean slate. I told the on/off b/f my plans and he responded by asking me to marry him. He said he would move in with me to ease the money side of things. I said no. It was not what I wanted and I did not want to feel like I owed him(or anyone else) anything, I wanted to sort out my own problems. He was not happy but we kind of agreed I would move home and we would continue to see each other as much as we could. I had a couple of interviews and was fairly certain I would be offered a job. In between trips up home, I spent time with him. When I got back we had another huge fight and were not speaking. I was more than happy for us to go our seperate ways.
I'm sure you can guess what happened next.....
So, here we are, three months in to a rather unstable new relationship, and I find out I'm pregnant. That was a huge shock, particularly as I had been on the pill and had only stopped taking it when I had the whole breakdown thing. And it had taken me 4 and a half years to concieve when I had my daughter.
So, I told him what had happened, he hugged me and said he would stick by me. He told his family. I told mine. I also had to tell work because of the physical nature of my job. He said he would move in, we would save some cash up together and look for a bigger place, get married and live happily ever after with our baby. So, from one massive life changing decision to uproot and start again, everything has changed yet again.
Except, obviously, having a baby in a relationship that was never really working to begin with is not a real solution. We fight, fight and fight some more. It does not help that I am exhausted and hormonal and very snappy at times, but he is not understanding or prepared to forgive my moods.
This morning I was greeted as I climbed out of bed with an attack about me putting something on facebook about not being allowed to be grumpy and hormonal the other day, which he sees as publishing our arguements. He shouted and swore in front of my daughter, who was obviously upset by it all, and I finally lost my rag when he told me to get the f* out of my own kitchen, to which I responded by throwing a mug of cold water in his face. Which was very satisfying.
So now, my current situation...single mum to 4 year old. unable to pay bills. unable to work overtime due to lack of childcare options. unable to go with former plan and move back to family, as not enough room for a baby too and cannot take new job while pregnant. So my situation is worse than it was before. I was quite excited about having this baby when i got used to the idea, did all the right things, quit drinking, smoking, started eating better etc. I thought I could never, ever have an abortion, I look at my daughter and she is beautiful, how could I do that? But I cannot ever see my relationship with this man working. I don't know what to to. I feel trapped by my own stupid mistakes and desperately unhappy. I can't deny I wish I hadn't stopped last time when I nearly had my little "accident". I am so stuck and I just don't know what to do to get out.