a dysfunctional relationship

so i'm just discarding all grammar and sentax rule right now because this is something that i just want to get out. i don't really care about what ms. babbs would say right now. she's an 8th grade english teacher. shouts out to ms. babbs.
but anyway there's something on my mind and of course it has to do with the father of my unborn child. i have heard that women become mothers when they concieve and men become fathers once they can hold their children in their arms and physically see and touch them. ok i understand that. especially with a first time father. now remember the father of my child is a father four times over already. now i don't exactly know the date but around september 10 this man (loosely used term) decides he's going to north carolina. nothing wrong with that. everyone needs a break not that he's working or is doing anything really constructive to society. but whatever his sister just got married and he has reconnected with parts of his family so he goes to north carolina. not bothersome to me except for the fact that my birthing classes start september 15 and he's suppposed to be my support person. the class is only four weeks long. now he goes down there and is having "fun" not that that bothers me cuz thats what he was going to do in the first place. and also his cincinnati bell phone doesn't have much reception down there and he doesn't say when he's coming back despite the fact that i reminded him about the classes. so its approaching wednesday the 15th. i'm calling his phone trying to find out if he's coming back or should i just chop it  up that he has abandoned his responsibility. finally i get a hold of him. turns out he isn't coming back until friday the 17th. so thats one class. three more to go. friday comes and goes and in my mind i figured he wasn't coming back then. its too easy. and i also don't hear from him. now i'm wondering if something has happened to him. maybe he went to jail, not an unlikely theory, or he's sick or maybe he's stuck and has no way home. and why i'm worrying about him i don't know. in my heart i do love him but i know that he's going to keep hurting me because i let him. so sunday i hear from him and i ask him what happened? you said you was coming home on friday and when you didn't come or call i worried. in return i hear, "why you sweating me, i'm having fun, my mom ain't even answering my calls cuz i didn't make contact with her. i don't know why you worrying cuz i'm having fun." now i will admit that it hurt my feelings, maybe because i'm hormonal and emotional or maybe not. he's always been able to hurt me by what he says. so he tells me that his bus will be there on wednesday and he should be back to dayton on thursday. not surprising to me because truthfully i prepared myself for him to say that he's not coming back at all. now i'm worried about how do i establish paternity with him in north carolina. and also thats now two classes that he's missed. half way done, i decide to just cross his name off the sign-in sheet cuz ain't no real point in him coming now and i don't want him to come. so yesterday was thursday and still no sign of him. today, friday the 24 i decide to try and call one last time and he informs me that he's in cincinnati on i75. ok. a little surprising considering i didn't expect him to come back. and then its back to well what happened. i thought you was coming back yesterday. to which he replys, " why are you asking me these questions. i don't call you and check up on you."
"i just asked a question, you could have stayed down there, i just would have appreciated you being up front if you was just going to be down there." so i hang up and of course thats not all,

"why are you tripping. i'm back ain't i."
"it doesn't matter if you can't understand it there's no point in me explaining it. i just would like to know if you was staying there. i cared because i'd like my child to have a father in her life but i can't force you. you've already missed half the classes. you could've stayed down there."
and i hang up. now for anyone reading this am i wrong? i know i shouldn't care about him and i am working my way to that  point especially now that i'm so close to labor and delivery. when my daughter gets here i don't want to put up with this shit. hell i don't want to put up with it now and i didn't want to put up with it for most of my pregnancy. but i grew up with both of my parents and i have never known my father to ever not be there. both of my parents were always involved in my life, whether i wanted them to be or not, and i would like that for my daughter too. but now i'm seeing that its just not going to be the same. the father and i are very different people than my parents and times are different to say the least. and everyday my dream of having a whole family for my child dies. and maybe because my parents did divorce my senior year of high school after being together for so long, make me miss having a whole family so much more. maybe thats why i can't let it go. but one thing every single mother and even women who aren't single mothers and even some of my male friends and family members say is that once this little girl is here, she will be my whole world. everything else goes on the back burner except loving and providing for that child. so that makes me feel that maybe i need to make the break completely now. after all only person who's getting hurt is me. what do you think? i'd appreciate any thoughts, questions, or comments. thanks for reading.