Lady is right of course. While a lot of you are bashing women on public assistance your forgetting that sometimes it was not supposed to be that way. My daughter was conceived during a bad marriage where birth control FAILED. No, I wasn't on the pill, so don't point fingers at the woman. I couldn't for medical reasons.
When I was 5 months pregnant, my ex suddenly decided that he wasn't ready to be a father. But instead of at least being man enough to admit to that, he told everyone there wasn't a chance in hell she was his. I seriously considered getting out with out any paternity involvement from him, but unfortunately I was already showing and no one would hire me. I did get a job as a temp and the only gov't assistance I took was WIC thanks to my family. Some women aren't so lucky to have a family like mine.
He has been a mostly absent parent for the 5 years of her life and I am married to a wonderful man that is more than willing to be her father in every sense. Problem is, the moment my ex found out about my new husband, he started threatening me with legal action, etc. (I only found out recently that it WAS legal action he was referring to. Up until then the threats always said things like, you'll be sorry and don't push me, etc.) Fortunately, I have always done right by his relationship with my daughter, so while he can go on about how horrible I am, the facts do not back him up in the slightest.
I didn't trick him into conceiving our daughter. In fact, at the time she was conceived, I was mentally making a fantasy escape plan from a horrible, abusive and exhausting situation. I enjoy my daughter very much and while it might not seem so to some, an abortion was out of the question for me. I am glad I didn't do so either as my daughter is a stunning, intelligent creature with a tender heart. I hope she never even comes close to making the tough decisions I have had to just because of 5 minutes where I obviously was still hoping for my dying marriage to work.
Thanks for listening to me vent! I feel better now.
Tig