Married And Happy, With 2 Kids And A Bit

Five years ago I was 26 and lived and worked in the downtown area of our city, urban living. My roommate of three years started dating what is now a social warrior. I told my boss who I knew was pretty conservative. He told me in a parenting voice that I had better stay away from those kind. When I complained and told him that I thought it was okay, he snapped at me and told me to keep my lily white behind clean. As a matter of fact he had been thinking about it and as far as he was concerned my lily white behind was his.

A couple of hours later he came into my office (I did have a small office with a door because I worked in human resources). He closed the door and he told me that he wanted me pregnant. Get off any birth control I was on, get my ass to OBGYN and make sure all my plumbing was working right and he wanted me pregnant by Christmas. I went home, and as you can imagine when I told my roommate he called my boss a misogynists and more, and told me that if I didn't quit my job right then I was as good as a misogynist too.

I wrote out my letter of resignation and I went to my boss the next day and said I quit. He said no you don't and gave me the name of two OBGYNs, one he got from his exwife and one he got from a friend of his exwife's and he wanted me to make an appointment. If I didn't go on my own he would ask his exwife to take me, he was serious he wanted me pregnant by Christmas.

All I can say that is his tone and his manner got me wet. if I had a backbone it was gone. I told my roommate that I was getting pregnant but I thought she should think really hard about that, because of obvious reasons. I made my appointment and my birth control was stopped and I was put on a prepregnancy regime of vitamins and diet, my plumbing was checked and all was right for my upcoming pregnancy. When the time came for the act he was nice but businesslike, This wasn't some fun thing, getting me pregnant required that he impregnate me so my days of ovulation were measured and temperature was taken, I was serviced on a schedule. No chances here.

Of course all went well, I was 12 weeks by Christmas and he was talking about me taking off for the duration while I had kids. In the meantime my roommate kept dating this man and there was trouble everywhere. His family did not approve of her, and her family didn't approve of him. She was snob and he was good for nothing (he is).

I was put up in a house with my new baby, his exwife chose the house but I didn't know that at the time. I took my maternity leave and then resigned to stay home with my baby. A year later I was pregnant again, I was in season and as far as he was concerned I would stay in season for several more years. This time around, the mother was staying home, no daycare. He married me, again because his exwife insisted and told him that not marrying me was a disgrace, after all I had two kids already and he was pumping me hard for the third.

As to my friend, she married that man and moved to a different state where she works and he doesn't. It's not a cliché, it's true. He is involved with who knows what (the only job I know he had was parking cars as a valet) but it isn't good and in the meantime she has a baby and she works to pay the bills. Maybe I am a misogynist, maybe I'm married to a misogynist, but better that than being knocked up by a good for nothing who can't pay the rent. It feels real good being with a man. Even if I do have to get along with his exwife.