I'm constantly surrounded by the most disrespectful 12 yr olds who just treat me like shit. Even when I try to move on and joke around. So i basically live in a house where im confined to my bedroom. I have to watch them treat my mom who goes above and beyond for them get treated like shit also because their father wont tell them anything. I babysit my nephew and he just looks at me and points his finger screaming "no". Doesn't help that tomorrow I have to watch him again. And the farther along I get in this pregnancy the more I think about my baby daddy. He hasn't text me once since we split about his child. It breaks my heart that he probably won't even claim her, she won't know him. I know the worst thing would be to get back with him but a text every now and then asking about her would be nice. To at least know that he cares about her, even if not for me. I never knew this side of him until I got pregnant. I'm sure my hormones are making it worse but it's so hard. Sometimes I just want to give up. Hopefully when my munchkin gets here it'll be easier.