I’m a recently single mother of two young girls and I am currently pregnant, living in San Diego, and working 50 hours a week. My husband Greg and I would have been married for 5 years in April if we were still together.
5 weeks ago, right before the end of the year, I told Greg that we were expecting our third child. We weren’t trying for one, but it happened anyway. Greg was very unhappy when I told him, he actually blamed me for getting pregnant, nevermind that he was the one who pushed for unprotected sex all the time.