I mentioned this in a separate thread but desperately need to vent. Throughout this pregnancy, after the father went crazy and became abusive and fled, in the back of my mind I always thought I at least had the truth on my side -- the fact that he's the one in the wrong here, and not me. There was some small comfort in at least knowing I was doing the right thing and he was the coward. But I now realize how easily facts can be twisted and the whole situation distorted.
Another user told a story in a separate thread about how an ex had had a one-night stand that resulted in a child; he never knew if the child was his cause the mother never got a DNA test. The whole situation made the mother sound pretty irresponsible. But then it hit me -- I could very well be that woman years from now when the father of my baby lies and tells people the child is not his. This realization was like a punch in the gut. He had never denied parentage or even tried to claim it wasn't his until the last interaction we had several months ago. Prior to that, he always talked about it with full confidence it was his -- saying he was worried it'd be short like him,, and have bad vision like him, etc. We were monogamous and living together when the child was conceived.
But then bam! Out of nowhere he claimed it wasn't his and said if I wanted to prove it is, get a DNA test. Sounds easy enough, right? It's not, not in my situation anyway. A DNA test would cost me a couple thousand dollars - the test alone is 400 GDP, but to get it court mandated i'd have to hire lawyers here in Ukraine, and they charge 250 euros an hour. I definitely can't afford that. So, great, the truth is on my side, but life certainly isn't, because this all works out in the asshole father's favor no matter what as long as I can't afford to do anything.
Which means he will get away with telling everyone it's not his baby, that I'm crazy, that we never had a relationship and I'm just trying to get money off of him. That hurts me more than anything else because I know these lies mean the baby is the one suffering and being deprived. I guess when he first denied the kid was his I sort of shrugged it off and figured he couldn't possibly continue to keep up that lie and he'd eventually realize it was his. But after that story from another user about a woman never getting a DNA test .... it hit home that I could very easily end up being that woman, with the father of my baby telling everyone lies and everyone thinking that I"M the reprehensible human being here. This keeps me up at night. I can't even sleep.
Another user told a story in a separate thread about how an ex had had a one-night stand that resulted in a child; he never knew if the child was his cause the mother never got a DNA test. The whole situation made the mother sound pretty irresponsible. But then it hit me -- I could very well be that woman years from now when the father of my baby lies and tells people the child is not his. This realization was like a punch in the gut. He had never denied parentage or even tried to claim it wasn't his until the last interaction we had several months ago. Prior to that, he always talked about it with full confidence it was his -- saying he was worried it'd be short like him,, and have bad vision like him, etc. We were monogamous and living together when the child was conceived.
But then bam! Out of nowhere he claimed it wasn't his and said if I wanted to prove it is, get a DNA test. Sounds easy enough, right? It's not, not in my situation anyway. A DNA test would cost me a couple thousand dollars - the test alone is 400 GDP, but to get it court mandated i'd have to hire lawyers here in Ukraine, and they charge 250 euros an hour. I definitely can't afford that. So, great, the truth is on my side, but life certainly isn't, because this all works out in the asshole father's favor no matter what as long as I can't afford to do anything.
Which means he will get away with telling everyone it's not his baby, that I'm crazy, that we never had a relationship and I'm just trying to get money off of him. That hurts me more than anything else because I know these lies mean the baby is the one suffering and being deprived. I guess when he first denied the kid was his I sort of shrugged it off and figured he couldn't possibly continue to keep up that lie and he'd eventually realize it was his. But after that story from another user about a woman never getting a DNA test .... it hit home that I could very easily end up being that woman, with the father of my baby telling everyone lies and everyone thinking that I"M the reprehensible human being here. This keeps me up at night. I can't even sleep.