Hello everyone! I was looking around the net last night, hoping to find a little support for my situation right now, as I feel completely lost. I found this site

First I'd like to say thank you to all of you brave enough to share your story. Hearing that I'm not alone in this nightmare is more reassuring than I can put into words...
Ok. Here goes... I am a 34 year old single mother of 3 beautiful children. My first baby was born a month after I turned 17. I was a single mother to him for 9 years before I met my husband and had two more babies, 19 months apart. A year after we were married, I walked in on him and his best friend. His MALE best friend. We were divorced a year later.
He has not been the best father, however he has never abandoned his children and his parents have taken a very active role in my children's lives. I did not want any more children. I finally started dating again two years ago. I fell madly and deeply in love with this man. He was soooo handsome and charming, had his own house and two cars and seemed to have his life together. Then one day about 10 months later, completely out of the blue to me, he announced that he had been seeing a 19 year old and he was breaking up with me. I can't explain the heart break and rejection I felt. I felt used and thrown away like yesterdays garbage.
I was also in a dire financial situation at the time, so I took a job at an escort agency for a few months. At least if I was going to be used for sex, they were going to pay through the nose and I wouldn't be getting hurt. I made $30,000 in that 3 months. And then that same guy came crawling back one day, telling me how much of a mistake he made, how much he missed me and wanted me back. I still loved him sooo much, and against the advice of my best friends, I quit that job and took him back. Everything was great for months, until one day he found an old ad I had. He confronted me, calling me every name in the book, telling me how he could never trust me again. But he "loved" me, and wanted to still try.
It only got worse. The relationship became abusive, filled with constant accusations of me "working", even though I spent every waking moment with him. He choked me, called me names, went through my phone, my purse, every drawer in my house, even read my diary at one point and confronted me about what was in there as well. I had never cheated on him, and I so hoped that eventually he would see that and things would go back to normal.
One night we had a terrible fight while my 7 and 5 year olds slept in the bedroom next door. That's my number one rule, NEVER fight when the children are home, sleeping or not. So I tried to pack up my stuff and wake my kids up to take them home. He grabbed me around the neck and threw me on the bed, telling me I wasn't going anywhere that night. I did not want my children to see this so I gave in and tried to just go to sleep until morning when I could sneak out while he slept. He didn't let me sleep. Instead he reached over for the condom and demanded sex. I could have screamed and yelled rape, however it would have been my children who woke up to those screams, so I just lay there and endured it. The next morning I left.
3 weeks later I found out I was pregnant. I was so mad. I had been so careful, used protection EVERY time! How did this happen?? I showed up at his house with a box of pregnancy tests to prove I was pregnant and question him as to how this happened, and he admitted to not using the condom that night we had the fight. He said he didn't want me to leave him, and he didn't want me to go back to work and he knew I was against abortion. I was tricked. Then he started with the whole "I love you so much baby, we can make this work." Don't ask me why, but I gave him one more chance.
2 weeks ago he changed his mind again. He decided he wanted me to get an abortion and that we should break up. No matter what mean things he said to me, I could not/ would not have the big "A". So how did he handle it?? He sent me his mother's phone number and told me to contact her if I needed anything from him, and he changed his number.
So here I am, pregnant at 34 with baby number 4. I had my first baby alone at 17, and 17 years later I am having my last baby, alone. I'm terrified, maybe even more than I was when I was a teenage mom. I feel so tricked and used and hurt that I don't know how to handle all these emotions. I feel so alone. Its killing me to know that I am single and alone and he is carrying on with his life, dating, going out, being free of all responsibility. When I refused the "A" he threatened to try to take me to court to take this baby away from me. Even if he tried I'm sure he'd never be successful, however the worry and confusion and absolute heart break I feel on a daily basis is overwhelming. All I can think is "how on earth did I let myself get tricked like this? Can I really do this, all by myself, again?"
I'm so lost. I surfed the net last night hoping to find stories of others who've been through this and maybe find strength and comfort in their story and that is how I found this site. I'm sorry for the long winded letter, I just feel like I am so stuffed with emotions that I'm going to pop. I cry every day. I don't know how I am going to make it through this entire pregnancy, as I am 10 weeks along today...