by Miravanni

Created on: June 18, 2009   Last Updated: June 19, 2009

I went from miss independent, single mom, to happily married, stay at home mom. It was a long, dirty uphill road to get here, but I found my happily ever after. I refused to except excuses, I refused to settle for less then the black and white movie that I thought I deserved. My friends all thought I was nuts.

Five years ago, I found out I was pregnant. When I told my son's father I was pregnant, he told me he was coming over to "talk me out of it " with his shot gun, Rosie. I was too shocked to speak. Unknowing to him, my friends talked me into telling him at all. I mean this was the guy I dumped for getting drunk and stealing my car one night. The guy who changed all the radio stations as part of the joke. He must have wanted to show me his "true self" since we had passed that year mark in our relationship. Before that nite he was the perfect gentlemen. He even lectured my friends when they dated guys that treated them like dirt.

When I say I, well I mean I, had a baby by myself. Not even his own mother, who had a baby on her own at 16, had one ounce of empathy for my situation. She was in fact, the cruelest. I had fallen hopelessly in love with a con man, her son, that was none of the things he had lead me to believe for the past year. She told me that my baby would die and that her son would never be a father to my unborn child. He and his mother managed to lay blame on me for not getting an abortion.

I was 9 weeks pregnant then and my periods had always come like clock work; I wasn't even late. One of my aunt's mentioned my stomach looked swollen and told me to take a test. Sure enough it was positive. My ex and I had only had unprotected sex once, after my 22nd birthday celebration and it was him who talked my, " I had one to many drinks with the girl's", self into it. I didn't expect my family's support, my dad left when I was barely a teenager and my sister had a baby at 14, and her daughter's dad isn't around either. I left home at 17, so I knew I was on my own. I wanted my son, knew I was capable and that it would be hard, but I loved every minute of being his mommy.

Throughout all this, my ex's mom helped my ex find ways not to help, she even joined legal blogs to help other fathers learn how to avoid paying child support for their Children. My ex had so many excuses, the funniest being, that he had started community college full time and couldn't afford it. So many judge's actually started screaming at him. Through all of this, his reasoning

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