by Armywriter

Created on: December 14, 2008

When I tell my story of how I became a single father of my little girl I have to start from the beginning. I feel compelled to tell why I am single and raising my daughter. The bad part is that it isn't a romantic sad story that I will be able to tell my child when she is older. I'm not sure I will ever tell her.

You see I wasn't there for my ex while she was pregnant. I did care about her very much but I wasn't able to be there for her. It was hard for me you see, I had never been in that situation before. I had never had to face the challenges that were ahead. I didn't talk to her much, maybe once or twice a week. When we did talk the conversations weren't always that pleasent. I didn't hold her like I wish I could have. Knowing what I know now I realize that if I had been there for her more that our relationship would have persavered.

After a while she, though she was pregnant and in a committed relationship, decided to look elsewhere for the affection and communication that I wasn't giving her. She met a guy during her fourth month of the pregnancy and became intimate with him. I didn't know about it because I was too busy with work and wasn't around. I did have flowers sent to her as a surprise a few times and every once in a while I would write her long sweet emails. This is hard for a guy in my position and I thought they would be well recieved and appreciated. I bought all of the things that she would need for my daughter; the crib, breast pump, clothes, basically everything on her wish list. I thought this would be well recieved as well and would show her how much I was committed to her and my child.

I wasn't there for the birth, like I said I was busy at work. She was born a few weeks premature and I guess that caught me off guard because I was expecting her to come on time. I was extremely happy though and I showed pictures to everyone. My little girl was so beautiful from the first day she was born, I can remember being thankful that I was so lucky. Then I found out about my ex's infedelity and I left her. I was crushed, literally. It was weeks before I could function properly. Then my ex told me that she wouldn't be allowing me to see my child or to be put on the birth certificate. Since we weren't married I had to have a paternity test to prove that she was mine for both court reasons and insurance reasons.

Finally I came around to see my child. I fought hard to see her. I did everything I could, kissed my ex's rear, swallowed my pride, allowed her

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