My pregnancy story.. real life

I waited to post this.. but I wanted to share my story so that other women can get something from it. When I got pregnant I talked about it with my husband he was initially on board but as we moved through the process things changed with him. I guess I should have been more aware, but I was going through my first pregnancy and I wasn't even sure what I was looking for or dealing with. He started to pull away, stay awake more.. lose weight.. spend more time in the garage with this strange man who came to our home late at night that I caught going through our medicine cabinet. The bigger I got the worse it got at home. He got violent, mean. Calling me names, fat... lazy. He tried to pull me into the garage, threw wood blocks at me while I slept, hit me with things at random times. I sometimes slept in my car in parking lots. When he found out I had a girl- he wanted nothing to do with me or the baby. He didn't help with the nursery, never went to appointments, didn't care to see the ultrasounds. So when I went into labor, he was no where to be found. I drove myself. When the doctors called him, he was slurred. And never came, until the next day at 5pm, and stayed for 20 mins. I sat alone, new baby, c-section pain and in that instant I knew I didn't need this. That I could do this alone. When I got home, he never held her. Not one time. He tried to freeze her out. He let our dogs into her room and didn't care. I found out he was using meth, and sleeping with girls from Craigslist while I was in the hospital and even before, while I was at work. So I left. I packed everything, found our dogs new loving homes and moved to Arizona, with my parents to start over. I hope I did the right thing. I want my daughter to grow up happy, healthy and surrounded by people who love her. He just didn't. It made me so sad and angry that he didn't love our child like I love her. Dads come in all forms- and I'm sure in her life men will be able to fill that positive role for her the role that he just cannot. Hopefully by sharing someone else in a shitty situation has the strength to leave. That little life is worth so much more than any bad relationship... the smile I see every morning confirms I made the right choice for me.