I'm having a hard enough time trying not to die of boredom on bedrest and making sure that I follow the dr's restrictions as much as humanly possible, but SO is going to push my stress level over the edge and I'm either going to end up back in labor or killing him.
Yesterday I was having more contractions and went to the dr and no new change in cervix, but I was to go home and chart my contractions, baby movement, water intake, and urine output. So I'm laying there with my lovely notebook with the chart of all the stuff I had jotted down when SO gets home from work. First thing he does is gives me a kiss says I'm hungry and goes ad heats up a frozen dinner for himself. So I'm all can you make me something I'm not supposed to be getting up remember so he grumbles that he'll get me something as soon as he puts the trash out to the curb. Fast forward 30 minutes and I have to pee so I go downstairs and he's eating on the couch watching tv and the trash still wasn't at the curb. Needless to say there was nothing for me to eat either. So I threw a plate of food in the microwave and he calls for me to bring him a drink. I was like I'm not your servant get it yourself I'm going back to bed. This is becoming a typical night in our house. I'm supposed to be on bedrest and he still wants me to wait on him hand and foot.
So today he came home during break and I was on the computer doing school work and he yells that I'm not supposed to be sitting up and I need to get back into bed. Number 1 I was still laying down on my left side like I'm supposed to with my lap top next to me and my head on a pillow which is the exact way I lay in my bed the only difference was I was on my son's bed cause the wireless connection is stronger in his room. Number 2 I was like leave me alone you don't give two shits about my health or the babies when it comes to you getting something you want so why should I listen to your concern now when I'm trying to get important stuff done.
So when I calmed down he was asking what I was doing and I showed him how I was making flash cards and work sheets for my classes I'm taking this semester and how I already have gone through the first few chapters of each text book cause I want to stay ahead so when I have the baby I wont be straining to do schoolwork and I can just relax and enjoy her. So he says I wish you'd have this much energy and organization skills with the house then it wouldn't be so messy right now.
So that was the second time I blew up on him in an hour cause I've been on bedrest for most of this pregnancy and he has not once done a load of dishes, laundry, cooked a meal, or straightened anything and his excuse is he's too tired after work. Well I've gone into labor 3 times already cause I get fed up with the house and start cleaning myself and then I'm contracting and back at the hospital.
I'm so sick of him and his stupid attitude. I don't know why he assumes that since I'm pregnant I should be taking care of him cause he didn't act like this before. He somehow lost his ability to care for himself and the house and did it at the worst time cause I physically cannot pick up his slack.
I told him before he went to work that if this is what life is going to be like between us from now on that I can raise a third child on my own. I don't need my oldest 2's father and I could do it without him too.
Sorry this was long but I needed to get it out so I could try to move on with my day.
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