Hi everyone. I have a really long and complicated story, and I'm going to try to keep this short and to the point. Please don't judge, as I already have been crying a lot and for my unborn baby's sake, I want to keep it to the minimum. So here is my story:
I'm 25. I've dated a guy on and off for a total of 3 "ons" for the past 3 years. The first two times it was ended was my decision because I basically wasn't ready for the relationship. I was in college, and then grad school, I was in an emotionally abusive/controlling relationship before that and I think I just needed my college experience... The last time we were together was from Jan2014 to July2014. Everything was great. We had our moments, but all in all, we def were saying ily and enjoyed spending time together. He's always been pretty head over heels for me. He always wanted what was best for me and while we didn't see eye to eye on everything, we were, looking back now, a pretty great match. Anyway, I suddenly became uninterested in him, and so unemotionally available in July, and I didn't know why. I went from hot to cold so fast. I blamed it on my hypothyroidism, because I looked around online and it said if your thyroid is messed up, emotionally you can be messed up too. I went to the dr...I explained everything, and he found out my thyroid levels were off. Well long story short, by the time the thyroid levels were back to normal I already pushed this guy far away. I told him to stop calling me babe, because it made me sick to my stomach and I stopped being intimate with him, no cuddling even. just completely disengaged. I explained how i felt and why i thought i felt like that, but I also didn't make any effort, and he got tired of trying i guess. long story short: we ended it for the third time, and both of us weren't about to continue trying when we were already looking like idiots to our family/friends.
So then I went to the dr in October, and found out i was pregnant. 23 weeks 6 days pregnant!...I couldn't believe it, but it started making sense...why my thyroid was suddenly irregular and needed to be upped in dosage that summer...why my hormones were weird...and yes, i realized why i wasn't getting my period, but my period has always been extremely irregular so I didn't exactly think that was a big deal prior to the dr appt. Anyway, it's hard enough to tell a guy you're pregnant, but telling him at 23 weeks and 6 days pregnant, when you dont talk anymore, and the last time you guys dated you were starting to hate him and think of all his cute/nice traits as flaws...I just didn't want to deal with it with all this on my plate. So I told my parents I wanted to tell everyone it was a sperm donor. I'm 25, I have a great job, and I also didn't think it was fair that his life completely change when he had the chance at a "normal" life, especially since I "knew" i didn't want to be with him because he made me so sick the last time we were together. ...so my parents said to think about it, but at that point I was set on my decision and convinced myself it was the right thing to do.
So then I started reading about first trimester hormones and how sometimes it makes you pretty much disgusted by your partner. Everything people were saying, described how I felt about him before we broke it off. I hated how he walked, how he looked, his jokes, everything. So I was like "shit, what if we are meant to be, I have this kid, and he doesn't know it's his, and the reason we broke it off last time is because of first trimester hormones that we both didn't even know about.
Finally I got the nerve to text him this past week, and he told me he was spending vday with the "new girl" from about an hour away. He said "I think you know i tried everything to be with you"...and that's when I decided again that if he is moving on, for the first time in forever (he's been head over heels for me since we started years ago), that it might be wrong to tell him that in 2 weeks he's going to have a child.
Today I sat up and looked at emails/letters we wrote to each other and I cried while reading his 100 reasons he loves me...his birthday letter to me...etc. I truly believe we would be together if I didn't think those first trimester hormones were just my thyroid...and I knew I was supposed to feel that way. Now i want to run to this guy and tell him everything...but i just can't i feel. In 2 weeks or less this baby will be here and everyone thinks its a sperm donor, when really its this amazing guy, and I just don't know how to tell him. Part of me wants to tell him after the baby is born because it might be too much for him to hear that in 2 weeks the baby will be here, and then hes expected to change everything and come to the delivery room? After we weren't together all this time and didn't even talk much besides the random facebook messages with him saying how much he wishes things were different...? IDK.
I also want the best for my baby, and i know people would feel so lucky to have a baby daddy whose not a complete bum, bc this guy isn't. so i feel even more guilty to my daughter.
What would you do?
Re: PLEASE give me some advice
FVL/History of PE/Gallbladder removal 8/7/14 @ 14w1d
Don't be a puss and beat around the bush, grow some balls! Call him, tell him you're pregnant, and let him decide his best options. "Normal life" or not, both of you are acting like children and need to be adults about this. Take it from someone who's mother used her against her own father, and vis versa, all her life because her parents weren't emotionally ready and mature enough to handle raising a child! Get your affairs in order now before she even gets here so you both can decide where to go from there, it's no longer about you and him sweetheart, from now on this baby comes first and you need to be putting HER best interest and comfort ahead of your own!
Talk to him. Tell him the situation. You haven't exactly put the ball in his court. You need to. If he's a nice guy, like you profess then he'll do the right thing, whatever that may be. If he's an ass, then move on. Being a single mom isn't easy. But it's easier than being with an ass. Trust me. I wish I wouldn't have told DDs "father" I was pregnant. He was packing to move across the country and I wish I would have waited until he left before telling him. Things would have been much easier.
He isn't an idiot. And he knows me well enough to know I wouldn't ask him that without there being truth to it. I asked him more than once. And I asked him enough Times for him to realize it wasn't just a what if story. one time he even said "please" after I said "what if I just didn't tell you though, you would rather that, and have a normal life?" But if I just come out and say it, he wouldn't be able to say he wants a normal life. And Tbh if that's his choice I think it's better off that he isn't involved, at least for now. Not just for his sake, but my daughter's and my own sake. I'm too stressed already. Just telling him this and his response made me start crying, so I feel like im happy with it at least for now. I have 9 days until she is born and I wanna focus on her, not him and how he is processing it. I want to be excited, not hear about how this is gonna change his life bc I say it upfront and force him to take responsibility when he obviously is not ready to.
I feel like at this point, I opened the lines of communication and asked him to meet up. I told him that I would meet up at any time, but that sooner would be ideal.
He can either call or not, as nice as he is, he's also not stupid. He knows what I meant when I said hypothetical.
As soon as I saw you, I knew an adventure was going to happen - Winnie the Pooh
Married 8/22/09
Pregnancy 1- EDD 11/21/10 NMC @ 6 weeks
Pregnancy 2 - Rainbow DS born 1/15/11
Pregnancy 3 - EDD 5/2/14 NMC @ 6 weeks 9/4/13
Pregnancy 4 - EDD 6/11/14 BO @ 9 weeks D&C 11/8/13
AF arrived 12/18/13
BENCH IS BURNED 2/2014
TTA until May/June
WOW!!! I'm pregnant!!! BFP 6/8/14 Rainbow on the way EDD 2/14/15
Winnie the Pooh
I cannot predict what he will do, but please keep in mind that even though you've only known since week 23, you've had more time to wrap your head around it all than he has. PP is probably right that he will flip flop. He probably ended up thinking you practically hated him, and now he finds out he is a father. I'm not trying to guilt you or take his side, but I'm practical in thinking that news like this has to be mulled over and processed a few times, at least for most people. He was on one path, and suddenly several forks in the road appeared out of nowhere right before his eyes. Hang in there and try to be understanding that he may be pacing the floor every day, trying to figure out what to do. I wish you the best, and particularly your baby girl.