I found out that I was pregnant with my second child in November 1999. My husband had a job, no job, has a job, no job, and so on. He is normally very stable in that situation. We also didn't have insurance with all the job changes. My husband was very stressed out at the time. I also was threatened to have a miscarriage early on, but got that fixed with hormone supplements. I became more stressed, too, because I could tell he wasn't happy about the baby (his initial reaction to the news was happy and big smile, though--that didn't last but a few minutes probably). I tried to tell myself that it was just because he was stressed from the job situation. He is always more sensitive when under stress. Fast forward to January when I was about three months along, we were not doing well together at all. He admitted (he doesn't remember any of this now) then that he wished the baby would die. He also said that people with disabilities (down's, etc) should never be born because "they couldn't possibly ever have any quality of life". I have never been able to forgive these statements by him. It has really affected my sexual interest in him. I still like him, but now I admit that I am probably afraid to have any sexual relations. I really don't care if I get any or not. And to tell the truth, it's a very rare thing these days. I know he wants it. But how do I overcome these feelings? By the way, he does love our two kids. He also blames me for getting pregnant in the first place with them both. I learned much much too late that he never even wanted kids to begin with. Sorry this is so long.

Ann