I have somehow managed to avoid getting depressed for most of my pregnancy so far, but now with only a few weeks left to go I can't help but feel that it's my fault my baby won't have a father. And I hate myself for it. There is no other explanation for a man acting this way. It all boils down to me apparently just being such a despicable human being that a person would be willing to abandon his own baby just to get away from me. So, it's essentially my fault that my baby will grow up without a father. And how will I ever tell him that? It's bad enough already when nurses and doctors assume I'm married and mention the father and I have to explain he's not in the picture. And then I get these looks like I've done something wrong.