Hi I'm 26 weeks with pregnant and left my fiance on 3-29-21, not even 24 hours ago.

Here's the story:

Back in November we found out we were having a baby and he was more than thrilled considering we had just had 4 deaths in the family from july-november. We decided to move back to our home area so everyone could be involved in the baby's life. It never really set right with me living with his family. Within the first week his mom made a comment over the phone to someone "I'm raising 2 adults and a unborn baby", it really upset me and I brushed it off. I tried to get along with his family, but they treated me as an outsider and as if they didn't want me to have this baby. The way I felt caused arguments between me and my fiance because he just didn't want to understand, told me to try better with them. Then the financial arguments started because he kept jumping in between jobs. I'm not working due to the fact he said he wanted to be the bread winner and I was at risk for preeclampsia. We broke out into a really bad argument to the point the cops were called. He struck out towards me and dragged me off the bed because I didn't want to do something. I told the cop he didn't lay a hand on me because I didn't want him to go to jail. After that fight my love for him started to decline. The arguments became more frequently and I started to hide away from everyone. He made the decision over the weekend that he was done with me, I figured he just needed space as usual. I have my 26 week appointment on Monday 3-29-21, I was rushed to labor and delivery due to my bp at 185/100 and was climbing. I called him crying because I was terrified and needed him, he didn't care. Him and his family went out to dinner while I laid in a hospital bed having nurses nonstop push on my belly to get my baby to position herself to find her heartbeat. I made the decision after I was released to drive home, which was about an hour drive, I needed him and didn't want to sleep at my mom's. He proceeded to get mad at me and told me I put our daughter at risk and that I must not be that bad off because I washed the dishes that were piled up. I tried to talk to him and he just ignored me. He finally informed me that he wanted me out of the house and not to contact him unless it involved the baby. I was heartbroken because I was trying so hard to save us. I asked what he was going to do come time to deliver her. He said "I'm not going to be there during the pushing and to cut her umbilical cord, but I'll be there to sign her birth certificate". That heartbreak quickly turned into anger because he just showed me he doesn't want to be her dad but more like play daddy for the public to see. I packed up what I could and went to my mom's and will be getting the rest of my things today. I feel as though I failed my daughter. I wanted her to have her parents together.