Mixed emotions. I feel regret sometimes marrying my husband and not someone who treated me better. Then I look at my girls and know they are the reason I could never leave. I just want to be appreciated. I want him to be understanding instead of critical of me. I enjoyed my last two pregnancies and sadly I have not enjoyed this one. On top of the wear and tear on my body and all the issues I've had, I've had no support. All I wanted was a husband who had more empathy and humility. Instead, all I have had the entire pregnancy is judgment and meanness toward me. For example, at the beginning of my pregnancy when I was sick all the time, he told me it "probably didn't help to come home, lay down, and be lazy." My own husband called me lazy for wanting to come home and lay down because I wasn't feeling well. And to think he has had the audacity to suggest a fourth child because he wants a boy. That would absolutely be a No way, not happening. I'm done giving him children. I've been praying God would make my marriage good. I'm starting to loose hope.