I met my childrenís father in 1998. It was love at first sight for me. We began our relationship the day we first met. Everything was great. He was my high school sweetheart and my dream guy. We were each otherís first love. We moved in together when I was 16 and he was 18. It was a little difficult going to school and working but it was well worth it to never have to be without him. He proposed to me on Christmas Eve of 2003. Finally everything was falling into place, I was going to marry my first love, and the man I thought was my soul mate. After he graduated high school he got a job at a cemetery, making better money to ease some of the financial stress on us. I met everyone at his job, including the HW, Amanda. I knew from the start she was going to be nothing but trouble, she was just one of those women you could tell right away. But I trusted him and I NEVER thought he would ever hurt me like that. || I did everything for him, I cooked, cleaned, worked a full time job. He had dinner on the table every night when he got home from work, the house was clean, his laundry was done and his shower was running when he got home with his clothes laid out on the counter in the bathroom. He literally had to do nothing as far as house work was concerned. In April of 2005 I found out I was pregnant with our first child. We were over the moon and the fairy tale life had just gotten better at this point, I was a high risk pregnancy so I was taken out of work and put on complete bed rest. But I still did everything for him that I did before I got pregnant. I was put in the hospital in September 2005 because I was so high risk. He came every day after worked stayed most nights at first, and then he stopped staying with me at night and not answering his phone. The day the doctor came in to tell me we had to do an emergency C-section I called and called and called him, no answer. Finally he showed up at the hospital we had our son and he was put in NICU. || After all of the stress of being in the hospital and having a premature son that I didn’t know from one moment to the next what was going to happen I started hearing rumors of him being with Amanda while I was in the hospital. So that just added to the stress, of course I asked him and he denied everything. I just left it alone. Amanda threw me a baby shower at their job, so it was no secret that he and I were together but that didn’t stop her, she was also married to her second husband at the time and pregnant. I got pregnant again soon after I had our first child. Things started getting worse, him staying out all night saying he was at his brothers, working late even after dark in a grave yard…I believed him. I loved him with everything I had and didn’t want to think he was doing anything wrong. One day my brother came to me and told me that if I wanted to know where my boyfriend has been when he is working late to check her MySpace page. I logged onto the whores page and that’s where I found all the proof of everything everyone had been telling me. Pictures of the man I love building a house for her and her children and her children helping him, him and her taking her kids to see the Easter Bunny. This made me sick to my stomach to the point I had to throw up. || He came to me one night and said he was done; he had already rented a place in Williamston, really close to where she lived. I broke down, 8 months pregnant without second child, our first child wasn’t even one yet and still on oxygen and machines. I begged him not to go, I mean flat out begged. He still left. After a couple of days of laying in the bed depressed he called said he missed his family and wanted to come back home, well I was over the moon he wanted to come back home so I told him to come home and we would never speak of what happened again. She wouldn’t stop though, she was calling our home, driving by our home, even had her son call our home and tell me that his mom wanted to see Jimmy. He said he cut all contact with her except for at work where he had to talk to her. He stayed about couple weeks and she told him she was pregnant….which she wasn’t but he left to be with her. He came to get our oldest son one night the only thing I asked was for him not to have the WHORE around our child, he promised she wouldn’t. Well my gut feeling got the best of me and I called someone to take me down there to give him some medicine I had forgotten to send with my son. I saw her car before we ever pulled in the drive way. Her and I had a confrontation….she called the law and he put his hands on me. I was 8 and half months pregnant and he pulled me around by my hair and kept squeezing my stomach. I got my child back and didn’t see him again until he had me served with custody papers the day after I delivered our youngest son. || They wanted my children….it didn’t happen. They got married in 2007, just a few days before my birthday. They also have 2 children together now. It has been many years since this happened and I can count how many times he has seen our children since she got him. I am over the hurt of everything and so are my children I just felt like she needed to be exposed for what she is because she sits with her head held high like she did nothing wrong.