I’m pregnant and a little sad and lonely. I hate comparing people well men to each other but at this stage in my life I can’t help but to. Even though the father of my oldest kids was a complete ass to me, at least when I was pregnant he was very present and loving I got the whole rubbing of the belly, late night Jamba Juice runs etc etc.

And now Olivia’s father is the complete opposite no belly rubs no store runs no talking to the baby. Granted he works and we don’t live together but I just feel like I’m missing out on something. Talking to my family DOES NOT HELP. They give him the benefit of the doubt but I then have to correct them and say no he doesn’t do that no he doesn’t do that either. I find myself always justifying and I’m just tired of justifying. Honestly we should have went our separate ways years ago I saw the signs shoot EVERYONE saw the signs but I was so hell bent on making it work. He’s not a horrible guy he has his moments, but I feel like he’s really not for me. Anyway just venting....3 more months to go! I think I’ll finally start buying stuff at the end of January!