Sometimes I see Parents and I get sad because I know my child will never have that. 😞 I had that and that's how I always thought it should be. This sets me in a whirlwind and I begin to hate my child's father. I begin to think mean thoughts about him. I don't want to hate him but I can't help that I do at times. My baby isn't even here yet but I know she deserves the same childhood I had. Not worrying about who's house she's going to (Mommy/Daddy) I never imagined having to worry about if someone is gonna love my child like I do and treat her nicely when she's with her dad. I imagined someone being as excited as me to watch my belly grow and baby develop. I know I'm strong and I can do it. It just hurts my feelings. She doesn't deserve this.