Being a single mother has always been hard but being a single mother of two has always been my worst fear and it came true.

This story is sick... I had known the father well say sperm donor of my son for 3 years. It was on and off.. Yes that should’ve been a red sign right there. Well we started talking again in November ‘18. He told me he got a woman pregnant and it was the typical “drunken night.” He told me they weren’t together... blah blah blah blah. Well I believed him because the farther of my daughter and I split when i was 2 months. So we started dating again, his father was born in January ‘18. He was always hanging out with me, taking me on dates since November and telling me how much he wanted to have a child with me. I was so wrapped up in what i call the high school feeling it didn’t phase me. He wanted to try for a child with me. So we did and I found out a few hours before mothers day that I was pregnant! A few weeks later after I lost my roomate in the Old Ellicott City Flood, so the father of my son asked me to move in with him and his father. He kept delaying the move and I ended up having to stay with my sister till I moved in in August. Things had been a little rocky and I asked him to pay half for an abortion cost at 13 weeks which he denied me.

On September 12th-17th (the weekend of my birthday) he flew out for a paintball tournament. He asked me many time to go with him and i declined looking after his financial interest. September 26th when he was at work, I told my “bf” farther Im pregnant because he didnt know and I was getting angry because he hadn’t done anything to prepare for his arrival. Shit hit the fan!! Turns out my “bf” had taken his baby Mama and his daughter to Chicago!!! When he got home his father confronted him and he lost it. He broke all the doors in the house. Got in his car trying to leave, I stopped him and said what am i supposed to do. Well then a tow truck cam into his driveway and repoed his car!!! I felt like I was living in a reality tv show.

Well things never got any better after that. He kept calling me names, telling me the only reason I was there is because i had no where else to go, etc. Which was somewhat true but I had been looking for places to move since. I finally moved out and stayed with coworkers/sister on December 22nd.

After September 26th, I told the girls at my job where i had been working for 6 months what happened, my sisters and my friend Joe. With all their help, they helped me get or gave me everything I would need for my sons arrival, let me stay with them till I found a place to rent and then my old family attorney let me know that the single mother who rented his basement moved out and I could move in on February 6th.

I had my son Grayson on January 6th, 3 weeks early. It was the hardest thing I’ve ever done and alone. His father came to the hospital after for a few hours but slept the whole time. A month after having Grayson. I found out his farther had been sleeping with a 22 year old from November through the end of January and was telling her that they should have a child together. Then at the beginning of this month I contacted the mother of his daughter and she claims they’ve been in an open relationship for the past 6 years 🤦🏼‍♀️. She felt there was no need to contact me or other woman to tell them that their in an open relationship it was “none of her business.”

Since my son has been born. His farther has only spent 5 hours with him in the past 3 months after me asking 29 times. His father never asks how he’s doing or if he can see him. So I filed custody because infants deserve consistency. In the end, I realized I was just a piece of ass. Well now he can pay for his pleasure.

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My worst nightmare came true. Everyday is hard for me but I’m trying my hardest to move forward, be a good role model and to be positive.