Well he finally decided to come home about 4am.... drunk. I kept my cool this time, didn't want a…

Well he finally decided to come home about 4am.... drunk. I kept my cool this time, didn't want a repeat of last time. He came to the room and just fell on me but in the bed, anyway he was trying to cuddle, and told me to scoot over and I was polite and said no, you can go around to your side of the bed and I'll go to the living room, that went on for a little bit until he finally got it and said well fuck you! My girls begin to get up at 445am, but they know their dad sleeps in the living room so they get ready quietly. Fast forward to just a few minutes ago... he comes in the room to get his clothes and takes a shower, then says good morning, I reply, says hows the baby? I reply with good I guess... he asks is he kicking?.. yes why don't you tell me things like that about the baby?... I just ignored that ( I literally just told him 2 days ago how much more active my little shrimp had become) Lastly was, have a good day. May seem stupid but not giving in to exploding took so much strength, I usually just react, so I feel very empowered and mature this morning🤗 he did this type of shit throughout my first pregnancy when I was 20... had to remind myself last night that I'm not that girl anymore... sorry so long AGAIN😘