I’m having one of those days where I’m doubting everything. Okay, not everything. Only one very specific thing. Hubby. It started today when I was fooling around online and plugged in data for our Chinese horoscope compatibility. The result? Completely incompatible. Of all of the Chinese signs, we are the two LEAST likely to work long-term. The site said, "You are two different people who will always feel like you are compromising yourselves just to get along."
So I did what any other hormonal pregnant woman would do. I cried.
And then I started re-thinking the last six months of my life. Should I have accepted the proposal? Should we have gotten married? Should I have gotten pregnant? Will he be a good father? Why hasn’t he stopped smoking yet? DOESN’T HE CARE ABOUT THIS BABY!?!?!?
And then I cried again.
It’s 8 p.m. and Hubby still isn’t home from work, Puppy is being a brat and I just can’t deal with it right now. I’m ignorning him, which of course makes him go, "OMG, what can I do to get her attention? Eat her shoes? Eat this bill? Rip this pillow?" I want to sink into a hot bath (but not too hot cause that’s not good for the baby) with a glass of wine (which of course I won’t do) and pretend I’m 20-years-old again and don’t have to deal with any of this stuff.
I’m also constantly starving, but don’t want to eat stupid Chinese food, I want food from HOME. I want pizza from HOME. I want tex mex food from HOME. I WANT TO GO HOME AND GORGE MYSELF ON HOME FOOD. But I can’t. And I’m starving. And nothing looks good to eat. And I’m getting fat but losing weight at the same time. All of a sudden I can’t sleep at night because my body isn’t my body anymore – things are moving around in there and it’s NOT COMFORTABLE.
I WANT HUBBY TO STOP SMOKING AND HE WON’T AND IT MAKES ME WANT TO PUNCH HIM IN THE FACE.
Sweet Baby Jesus, I really am pregnant.
3 Comments
November 4, 2009 at 8:33 pm
Number one, sod the horoscopes they’re a load of crap. Number two, tell Hubby if he doesn’t stop smoking, your baby will be born with AT LEAST three heads you intolerably selfish man.
Number three, get that bath run and hop in.
Number four, relax. It’s allllll going to be fine.
November 5, 2009 at 9:03 am
Withhold sex until he does LOL
November 5, 2009 at 7:29 pm
Why won’t he stop smoking? Its a shame cos it means if he’s still smoking when the baby comes you won’t be able to co sleep (unless he sleeps elsewhere of course) and that is a god send in the early days