I am 28 years old and I have been expecting a baby with my husband for six months now. We have been unable to get pregnant at all for a very long time, but have asked God to help. Children are very important to us. Six months ago I finally got pregnant.
I quit my job right away so there would be no stress and the pregnancy would be easy and uncomplicated. If we lose this baby, I don’t know how we’re going to live. In short, I sit at home, make sure it is comfortable, cook food, and my husband works. Fortunately, he is a responsible man. Recently he was even promoted, we have no problems with money, thank God.
But the problem is different – it is my father. Two years ago, tired of the eternal lack of money, my mother went to earn money abroad. My father now works, and then six months, a year sits without money. When my mother was still at home, she worked two jobs to somehow get by. They have a place to live, of course. But with a husband like my father, it’s like being in a powder keg. He owns the place, and my mother has no right to it. Apparently, my mother has plans to divorce him. After all, the main purpose of her trip is to earn a place of her own. I do not condemn mom, I understand. On the contrary, it is even strange, how she lived so many years with such, as my father.
Well, here’s the thing, since my father does not work anywhere, he can not get money from where. That’s why he’s always calling us to lend him money. Well, it’s only called debt, in fact he will not give anything. First of all, why would he. Secondly, he thinks that my husband and I are almost millionaires. And we lend him – after all, it’s my father. It is better that we give him money and then we will not demand anything than he will borrow from strangers. So we have been supporting him for months now. It was just winter, there was a terrible snowstorm outside, my father called in the middle of the night, almost crying into the phone as if something had happened.
My husband is at work. What to do? I am six months pregnant, quickly got ready, stood in the cold, waited a long cab, got to his father. It turned out he needed money.
I’m just shocked. I risked my baby, my health, I thought something had happened to Daddy. And he did this to me. Anyway, we decided with my husband not to help him anymore. Whatever happens. I just found out he got a job. I want to believe he’s gonna be around for a long time. Because we’re not babysitting him anymore. He’s a grown man, but he’s acting like such a jerk. It’s horrible. And I think my mom should get a divorce, too – it’s the worst thing in the world to live with him.
