Ok first of all, this isn't what you deserve. Second of all, the guy who did this too you is a PoS. bottom line. But, with that said I believe you are making a huge mistake giving up your baby. That baby, either by a POS or the man of your dreams that later turned out to be a POS is still mostly YOU. A man is only responsibe for the baby a few minutes after sex. After a FATHER is responsible for the child their whole life. You ate making a HUGE mistake giving up YOUR baby because of some a**hole.

Oh it's on. First of all, no that's not my child in the pic. It's my nephew. And if it was my child at least I would have the balls to post it. Second, even if SHE gives up the child it will always be HERS. NEVER, and I mean never will that child be anyone's but HERS. She WILL always be that child's mothers. But, the choice is and always will be hers!! I am not talking against or standing against her choice. Just asking her to think on both sides of giving it away. NOMATTER what, the baby will always be part her!!!!!!!

Okay, I never intended to start THIS, but I think it's a good opportunity for everyone to consider other perspectives. Obviously, I did not know he was married. He spent the night at my house every night, how would I have had any clue? We can all judge others based on black and white, right and wrong, but whether you like to admit it or not -- when emotions come into play, everything becomes fuzzy shades of gray. By the time I discovered he was married, it wasn't so simple for me to just switch off all the feelings I had and just move on. I still could not reconcile the truth with the firmly implanted illusion I had so desperately clung to. I wish I had been strong enough to cut all ties at that point, but I wanted to believe that everything would be okay, and he was more than happy to tell me exactly what I wanted to hear. I was convinced that they were only married for convenience, not sleeping together, not committed, not in love. Memorial weekend I finally saw his house...one bedroom, one big bed...understanding clicked. A few days later it was over. The only reason I got the idiotic idea to try to work things out is because I found out I was pregnant. I mistakenly thought it would be best for the baby. But he began to abuse me, then in front of my kids, and I realized I did not want this person to raise my baby. His daughters thought it was okay to have two girlfriends...little girls learn how they should expect men to treat them by how they observe their father treating women. I am having a baby girl. Do I want her to grow up accepting the type of disrespect and abuse he showed me, that he showed her? I want the very best for her. I hope she doesn't grow up to regard me as an "easy bake oven"...I just want her to have the stability I can not give her, to be raised by two parents with their heads on straight who can be great role models for her. I'm not stupid, I know that's not me. I know I made mistakes -- huge ones -- because I had my head way too far up in the clouds and refused to see the truth in front of me. I am idealistic. I try to see the best in everyone. Men like him prey on women like me...but I'll be damned if I hand her the same fate.