All this moving stress is killing me. I literally feel like I'm alone in it. My husband is so calm some moments (like oh…

All this moving stress is killing me. I literally feel like I'm alone in it. My husband is so calm some moments (like oh don't worry about packing yet! Or babe you only have a few more things to pack) and then sometimes he's in the worst mood and totally stressing out. I'm trying to be sympathetic because I know he has a lot on his plate but he's not doing the same for me. I'm the one packing, I'm the one transferring our service, I'm the one washing clothes, I'm the one cleaning everything so we get our full deposit back. And I'm growing a human all at the same damn time. Literally he's just working and coming home and being stressed out and going to sleep. His excuse is always "well you wanted to move". Like yea I did I didn't want to bring a newborn into a super tiny apartment. And I didn't wanna move after she was born. Sorry bout the rant ladies. Sometimes I just can't. 😡