Too much information part one

In 1998, I met a man that I felt I could love.

He made a huge amount of money and I thought that I could finally have a baby and stay home and care for it like I could not do with my other sons. I was sorely mistaken.

My "marriage" to that man, changed my life in so many ways. I have spent considerable time trying to understand what happened, trying to forgive myself, and trying to forgive the father of my son. I probably still have not achieved that state that I should be in, but the next series of entries will begin to describe what happened and what I went thru and what I still go thru every day.

Edit: Actually, I got the year wrong. I was 1997. My son was born in 1998