Namechange as lots of revealing stuff I don't want linked to me.
I really just want to get this off my chest and have a good rant as there isn't anyone I can burden at the moment (friends/family all have their own issues).
I'm just over halfway through my third pregnancy, and its not going particularly well. Have already had a hospital admission with a virus and hyperemesis, both causing cardiac strain, and feel exhausted and short of breath all the time (as well as vomiting everything... have lost a stone in weight).
First child grown and left, second child just a toddler and very hard work at the moment (lovely as he is). Almost died during the second pregnancy, had to be induced, multiple-organ failure, sepsis, then 2 litre bleed.
I'm also working fulltime (Mon-Fri), partner works (Sat/Sun), in quite a stressful/active job. Can't take leave as haven't been there long enough to qualify for anything other than statutory mat. pay, and we won't even cover our rent on it. Its also a training post, so taking too much time out will mean having to repeat another low-paid year which we just can't afford.
So, I'm tired and stressed (so is DH to be fair), and worried about this pregnancy as well as feeling sick all the damned time. Yet, he seems to think this is a good time to air all of his little niggling annoyances about how I do things/what I don't do.
Just petty things:
ie. not making the bed as soon as I get up (from time to time), despite me explaining the morning is the worst for sickness and I just can't face it and will do it later
- leaving my socks down by the side of my chair instead of taking them to basket
- not washing up glasses/dishes right away (they are always done by the end of the day).
-lots of other stupid, small things
On top of this, he's also constantly moaning about 'living in a monastery' because he apparently doesn't get enough sex (we do it about every other day, solely because he wants it, and I'm already resenting having to deal with it while feeling sick).
I'm just getting so angry with him. He normally has a lot of good points, and has been very supportive in the past, but I'm struggling to remember who he was with who I'm seeing now.
At the same time I know he's stressed too, and I probably am coming across lazy or unbothered (I normally take tablets for long-term depression, which I have come off for the pregnancy, so more apathetic than usual). I'm just sick of the small continuous jabs, all the fucking time.
Sorry for the length, just really do need to unload, and get my own head straight. Can't figure out if my anger is justified, or whether I'm just angry at him pointing out I'm not myself (I'm not).