I think I may have finally found a good one.
My oldest son's father decided to abandon us while stationed at Fort Stewart in 2011, we haven't seen or heard from him since. He was a horrible liar, a philanderer, and a boil on the butt of humanity.
Fast forward 5 years, I met someone new, we dated for about 6 months. When I found out I was pregnant with my youngest, the jerk disappeared without a word after I refused to have an abortion.
Needless to say, being left behind and forgotten twice has left me with some deep suspicions that I did something to deserve it.
But a few weeks after I had Luke, a friend started messaging me through Facebook. We exchanged numbers, and not long after that he drove all the way from Nashville to Huntsville to see me. We've only missed one weekend due to a stomach bug. He really seems to love the boys. Maybe I'm not cursed, and the third time really is the charm.