6:00 am.. I am 40 weeks 2 days pregnant.. My husband wakes me, and ask me if I want him to take the dog out. Mind you, he asked me.
I said Could you. It was a question. If he didn't want too I would have, even though they told me I shouldn't cause she pulls, and shes stronger then me.
He threw a fit right off the bat, he went I guess all mad, and yelled about me asking him to clean up his side of the bed, which is all I ask of him, and then he proceeds to judge how the house isnt perfect. The only thing he was able to judge was the cotton on the living room floor because the dog does that.. everytime I clean it. I try. Im in pain. I try to get everything done, but he doesn't realize while he is sitting at dwsk from 7 to 4 pm, Im making dinner, doing dishes, washing laundry, organizing laundry, carrying the heavy hampers up, and down the stairs, taking her out more than the one time he bitches about having to do it, holding her back from the neighbors chihuahua, clean the kitchen floor, the bathroom floor, the shower, the cpunters, the kitchen counters, the stove, the living room floor the couch, the bedroom.. So much actually goes into house work, especially for a 40 week pregnant girl whos never had a baby. I didnt ask for this.. I got married to keep my family together when I found out about it. Yes I loved him, I do love him, but I didnt ask to lose my childhood so quickly. Im only 21, but I have too for the baby, and I will. I had to move away from the only family I had, my mother, 730 miles away to be with him and I guess be the only one making an effort at home. How does he expect it to look when the baby is here?.. I get sick. I have diarheah.. My back hurts, my hips are in so much pain, I cant constantly keep moving through out the day, and I get tired, I need a nap, I cant handle being so active at this point.. And he yells about having to pick up a few fucking cups from his bed side table which I now have to do anyway.. All this started because he didnt want to take the dog outside for 5 damn minutes. 😢.. Have fun sitting at a fucking office desk doing hardly anything physical at all, while I bust my ass at home today I guess and pick up your clothes on the floor, your trash, your bedside table, your cans on the entertainment center. Did I mention he was only able to point out that I left a mountain dew bottle on the counter? Im fucking pregnant and over due but clearly I still take care of my own shit. Anyone elses husband like this?.. Im about to just give up. Im about to think I should give this child to a better home because APPARENTLy I dont keep a house nice enough! If Im such a bad wife I guess Id be a horrible mother. 😭