Name changed as feel as though I might be and its a little petty/embarrassing... I'm also 5 months pregnant and feel a little hormonal.
So, I cook every night for DP, do all the laundry and lions share of the cleaning.
Every Saturday night we have a takeaway from the same place we both love. We have to collect as they don't deliver.
This week he said he didn't feel like going out (it's literally 2 minutes drive) and said let's order a pizza. I don't really like takeaway pizza. I'm in my pjs as been feeling a bit rough and tired. He orders and I bloody go hungry as no food in the house (big shop tomorrow).offers me slice of cold meat feast
Gets to 8:30, I'm hungry and hormonal. I get dressed and drive to get usual takeaway. Get home and tell him he's selfish got not driving to get one earlier when I spend hours cooking for him every week.
Row erupts. I'm now upstairs alone 