My husband and I have only been married for one year.  We are 30 weeks pregnant with our first baby.  My husband and I have had problems since the very beginning of our marriage.  I really don't know what exactly started it all.  Neither one of us can figure it out.  Since about a month before our wedding, I've noticed a huge change in my husband.  He's been irritable, short tempered, and at times violent.  At the time, I just thought it was stress; about the wedding, about his family not approving, and about a recent let down he had with his job.  So, we went on with the wedding.  He's in the military, and is stationed 4 hours away from our hometown.  The weekend after our wedding, my parents were helping me move down with him to our new home.  The night before we were to leave, he and I got into a huge fight, and he told me he didn't want to be married anymore.  Then, the next day, he wanted me back. So, after my parents told us they weren't going to move me into that kind of environment, I decided to move what I could down there.  Once I got down here, things seemed to go well.  At least for the first few weeks.  We faught nearly once every two weeks maybe even every week.  In the beginning, the fights weren't so bad, but they gradually became worse and worse.  He was very mentally and physically abusive.  Each time was worse than the one before.  Every fight ended the same way.  He and I both crying, me because of how hurt I was, he because of how sorry he was.  Each time I would forgive him, and we'd be ok for the next couple of weeks.  More than ok, we'd be a happy couple.  Until the next fight.  In December, we found out we were pregnant with our first child.  We were both so happy because it was something we had both wanted.  We were back in our hometown for Christmas at the time.  The day before we were supposed to go back home, we had gotten into another argument, this time in the truck. Things were said and before I knew it, he reached over and hit my head against the passenger side window.  Just two days after finding out we were pregnant.  I decided enough was enough.  I stayed home with my family and he went back home.  We were seperrated for about 6 months.  During this time, we acted as though we were still together, just not living together.  We still faught, not as often, but when we did, he was even more mentally abusive than before.  Saying things I wouldn't dare say to my worst enemy.  And then, he would cry and apologize, and I would forgive him.  We eventually decided to move back in together to see how things would go, because we both really want it to work.  However, with many promises to change, it's not happend.  We're still fighting, more often than before.  No physical abuse, and less mental abuse, but the mental abuse is still there.  I just don't know how long I can live through this.  I want to have a family, and I want to have the best environment for my little girl.  I just don't think, in this case, staying together can give that to her.  I need some advice on what to do....