Emma1980
Mummy to Finley
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A bit of background...
Me and Michael (FOB) never really had a relationship... we worked in the same pub and one night just ended up together, we were seeing one another after that, but it was never anything serious, more than anything we were really good mates... about 5 weeks after we'd started something i found out i was pregnant - i was on the pill - i never missed one, but i was also undergoing treatment for cancerous cells, i many a time discussed the situation with Michael, i was stressed about it, though i didnt want children yet, i knew i wanted them, one day... and i had it in my head that this treatment, if a bad outcome, would mean that i probably would never have children...
So after finding out i was pregnant, and had been pregnant through some procedures and was still pregnant, i made the decision that it was meant to be, Michael didnt really agree, he already had 3 children, he was straight from the start and told me that he couldnt promise that we could make this work, but he was willing to try.
So that we did, but it really changed our "relationship" i just knew from there that he wasnt happy and when i was 12 weeks pregnant he ended it - i was expecting it and wasnt really that bothered to be quite honest.
throughout my pregnancy he did anything i needed, took me anywhere i needed to go, i said the word, he did it, until i left work... then because he didnt see me every day, i didnt really hear from him, he really disappointed me to be honest and the few times that i did see him in the last few weeks i just blanked him, for fear of, well... punching him in the face, lol...
I was still peeved when Finley was born and i didnt tell him til the day after, in fact, i didnt tell him, i let word of mouth tell him, i got a text as soon as he found out saying he had heard and he hoped we were both well, then got a message off a mutual friend of ours saying that his phone had died so if i had replied he wasnt being ignorant - well i hadnt replied.... didnt care...
the next day he called me and wanted to see Finley, i broke down cos it was like he could walk back in, just like that? i was incredibly emotional tho, cant really remember what was going thru my head
sorry, really going on here... anyway. since then hes been really good, comes round about 3 or 4 times a week, has looked after him a few times so i could get out for a few hours, done anything ive asked of him - and weve been getting on great... its like having my best friend back and i've really missed him...
so... he lives at the pub we worked at, he hates it, has for a long while, but theres not much around to rent at the minute in his price range, though one landlord has told him hes got stuff coming up perfect for him in the next couple of months...
he wants out now and its really getting him down, hes fell out with the people at the pub cos theyre all arseholes (which they are!) and he wants to be able to take his children into his "home"
I have a spare room, just sitting there with my junk in - i mentioned it half jokingly, til he found somewhere else and he jumped on it - so i told him i'd think about it
he'd pay me rent - obviously, which would come in handy - he'd see more of Fin and he'd be able to help more with him, i'd be able to get a few more breaks cos lets face it, being a single mum is damn hard work!
- what would you do?
Me and Michael (FOB) never really had a relationship... we worked in the same pub and one night just ended up together, we were seeing one another after that, but it was never anything serious, more than anything we were really good mates... about 5 weeks after we'd started something i found out i was pregnant - i was on the pill - i never missed one, but i was also undergoing treatment for cancerous cells, i many a time discussed the situation with Michael, i was stressed about it, though i didnt want children yet, i knew i wanted them, one day... and i had it in my head that this treatment, if a bad outcome, would mean that i probably would never have children...
So after finding out i was pregnant, and had been pregnant through some procedures and was still pregnant, i made the decision that it was meant to be, Michael didnt really agree, he already had 3 children, he was straight from the start and told me that he couldnt promise that we could make this work, but he was willing to try.
So that we did, but it really changed our "relationship" i just knew from there that he wasnt happy and when i was 12 weeks pregnant he ended it - i was expecting it and wasnt really that bothered to be quite honest.
throughout my pregnancy he did anything i needed, took me anywhere i needed to go, i said the word, he did it, until i left work... then because he didnt see me every day, i didnt really hear from him, he really disappointed me to be honest and the few times that i did see him in the last few weeks i just blanked him, for fear of, well... punching him in the face, lol...
I was still peeved when Finley was born and i didnt tell him til the day after, in fact, i didnt tell him, i let word of mouth tell him, i got a text as soon as he found out saying he had heard and he hoped we were both well, then got a message off a mutual friend of ours saying that his phone had died so if i had replied he wasnt being ignorant - well i hadnt replied.... didnt care...
the next day he called me and wanted to see Finley, i broke down cos it was like he could walk back in, just like that? i was incredibly emotional tho, cant really remember what was going thru my head
sorry, really going on here... anyway. since then hes been really good, comes round about 3 or 4 times a week, has looked after him a few times so i could get out for a few hours, done anything ive asked of him - and weve been getting on great... its like having my best friend back and i've really missed him...
so... he lives at the pub we worked at, he hates it, has for a long while, but theres not much around to rent at the minute in his price range, though one landlord has told him hes got stuff coming up perfect for him in the next couple of months...
he wants out now and its really getting him down, hes fell out with the people at the pub cos theyre all arseholes (which they are!) and he wants to be able to take his children into his "home"
I have a spare room, just sitting there with my junk in - i mentioned it half jokingly, til he found somewhere else and he jumped on it - so i told him i'd think about it
he'd pay me rent - obviously, which would come in handy - he'd see more of Fin and he'd be able to help more with him, i'd be able to get a few more breaks cos lets face it, being a single mum is damn hard work!
- what would you do?