So I found out I was pregnant late. Like 5 1/2 months in. I was on the depo shot so the weight gain and the cravings and the no period all made sense to me. The father was a very close friend of mine who I knew for about 3 years. We became curious about whether we could be anything more so one drunken night we had sex. We both realized neither of us were in the position to be in a committed relationship and it was just awkward after that so the friendship died out. We went periods without talking before so I wasn’t worried it was anything serious. This time however he cut me out completely. Well 5 1/2 months later I find out I’m pregnant. It would be simple to just tell him except he’s in the army, got transferred about 15 hours away and got married only a month after we stopped talking. Exactly. Talk about moving on fast. He originally is from across the country and always said when he finishes the army he’s going to go back home. I just had the baby about a week ago and don’t know what to do. I know I had four months to think but it isn’t as easy as one would think. If I don’t tell him my son will wonder in the future and I’ll tell him eventually. Then I’ll have to live with the guilt of keeping them apart and his father missing out on so much of his life. It will be my fault. On the other hand. If I tell him, we will have to go through a mess of custody and the legality of his rights as a father while in the army and while he’s married to another girl. And I’ll have to split the year with him and have to miss out on every other holiday and summers. The baby will have to travel across the country all the time and I feel like it’s going to be exhausting on all of us. And I know it seems extremely selfish and hypocritical (because it’s exactly what I’m doing to his father) but I look at him and can’t imagine missing half of his life. I know I’m a terrible person for even thinking about keeping the baby from their father but I never imagined the amount of love I’d have for my baby.