Alright, people have had lots of questions and useful comments/ideas and thank you. To answer some of the questions in no particular order:
Yes, we have a great relationship up until now...it's still good...but yes, things that have been said have led me to question my perception.
Yes, he knew he was having unprotected sex
No, I don't think he's a twat...|I can see his point of view and one of us is going to have to budge (but I have moments when I do get a bit riled up, but I think keeping perspective is the only logical way through this - someone is going to have to get hurt)
Yes - I will essentially be homeless - the NSDH took the house with him (not hard since it was in America and he stranded me here and he also took the paycheck and all our belongings and savings with him)
SOme people have made very good points, the lady who pointed out that if I abort I'll likely end up with nothing but heartache made a good point as did the lady who felt she couldn't make the man she loved do something he didn't want to do and aborted and they are stronger than ever (Part of the reason I'm struggling with this decision - I don't want to make or try to make him do something he doesn't want to do yet on the other hand I'm against abortion and I already love this baby - why wouldn't I, especially since I love the man so much)
To be clear....he hasn't said "It's me or the baby." He doesn't know what will happen apart from he will struggle if I go ahead...can't really blame him for that, that's just like me saying I'm very concerned how I'm going to deal post abortion.
I am very bothered about this whole money thing...and at counselling he started saying how much he has been flexible over changing his life to move us in...that does bother me extremely because it was his idea, it was what he wanted and he said he'd given a lot of thought to it before asking me...right now I fell like me and the boy are simply a hindrance in his life. I pointed that out and he apologised and said that wasn't how he wanted me to feel he just didn't want people to think he wasn't flexible. Got to say I can't see how one is being flexible if one is wanting someone in their life and invites them in...it still stings a bit.
Money came into it again...all about how he's solely holding the fort...again, a bit indignant really....he knew I'm trying to pay my way through GCSE's in TA and that I cant volunteer in schools and go to college and work all at the same time and try to juggle job around his rotating shift patterns. I'm a bit upset because it suddenly feels like money is more important than us...feel like I'm getting mixed messages. He says it's because he knows what it's like to have nothing...I gently pointed out to him that he doesn't truly know what it's like to have nothing and frankly I hoped he never found out...nothing is homelessness, with a 5 years old and a suitcase of clothes between you and that is completely it....I asked him if he'd even been without food so someone else could eat...he couldn't answer me.
I tried to get him to open up about this statement about the relationship 10 years ago taking away his chance to have children...he wasn't forthcoming.
He said he felt the only way we were going to be ok through this was if he capitulated and that he felt trapped.
He reiterated how he's said firmly from the start...right from when we were just friends that he didn't want children...I replied that I understood that and then wlaked him through the conversation to remind him about my views on abortion and that we'd had the exact same conversation about 3 months ago.
he said that he felt this was his own fault as he knew the pill isn't 100%, knew I'd missed a couple of days, lulled int a false sense of security because of my age and that he had "felt" that this would happen to us one day....
More talk about being an old dad and having to put a child through college when he was 60...I agreed this wasn't in my plan...but the pointed out that neither had homelessness and losing all of my belongings, my home, my livelihood, my self-esteem and self-respect and almost bankrupting my parents to try to prevent the NSDH from removing our son to the states...but shit happens...I used the word flexible....didn't like that.
So, ride home was quiet, he sulked upstairs for a few minutes...I left him to it...he came back down, gave me a big hug and we carried on as usual....laughing, joking, hugging...life as usual...
And now I'm here in Wales....bouncing between empathy and a state of stewing.
That's about it really...
I just don't know...I still have time I suppose....
Thanks all for your replies.