I know im not, i just need to vent about it.
dp and myself have renovated a house the past year or so, theres still tons to be done in it and 1 of the major things was to sort out a nursery from the spare room as im now 8 1/2 months pregnant. Im not working at the minute as was made redundant in november, dp works full time, he pays mortgage and the car, sky and insurance, i pay everything else which i really struggle with but just get on with it, i dont really go out anywhere, every bit of spare money goes on the house, dp hardly goes out either, but does go to the local with his friends or dad prob 3-4 times a month. i see friends but its always at 1 of our houses as they know i dont have the money for nights out etc.
a while ago we made a list of things still to be done, we needed 2 rooms plastered and flooring for all downstairs, we agreed id pay the cheapest which was the plastering, i saved for this for months, used my birthday money etc and had this done a few weeks ago, yesterday we set off to get the flooring, half way there i said to dp have you go enough to get the other room aswell, he suddenly stops the car and says what do you mean have i got enough, i thought you were paying.
this went on for a while and in the end i told him to take me home, this is how it usually is that ill sort things out in the house, trying to make it nice and get everything done, yet he never has any recollection of saying what he should help out with. i have no job, i dont know where he thinks i get the money from, Ive not asked him for anything to do with the baby stuff, ive just been selling stuff on ebay to help with the cost of things so he thinks im fine, i tell him im really struggling, and nothing changes.
Todays arguement was that he shouldnt go the pub and instead put the money towards the flooring we desperately need (or a moses basket), this led to me apparently being controlling. he just thinks like hes a teenager still, hasnt learnt to prioritise whatsoever and im sick of being the only one realising what needs to be done and getting on with it. i feel like im single, i certainly dont feel part or a couple. i sit upstairs most nights while he sits downstairs on his x box. Just feeling really crap right now, im due in 6 weeks and everything babywise i have done myself, i wish he'd make more effort but im tired of asking him to do so.