I, 32f am currently 9 weeks pregnant. DP (34m) and I have one son (5). My first pregnancy was very easy which I am grateful for. I had minimal morning sickness and only took two pregnancy related absences from work in my third trimester. I worked in the city and commuted 5 days a week. obviously it wasn’t all plain sailing, but overall, compared to some peoples experiences, I think it was a okay.
Fast forward 5 years to this pregnancy, it has been so difficult! I WFH now but the fatigue is draining - no matter how much sleep I get I’m exhausted. The ‘morning’ sickness is 24/7. I’m picking at food all day and most if it is coming back up. I have a headache all day because I’m off coffee completely. This, of course, is all adding to the fatigue. I just feel weak all the time.
This week I have a cold. Im struggling to care for DS and have told DP he needs to help more with the school run, swimming and football until this passes. He has helped with school run - I get DS ready and he takes him in the morning but refuses to help with swimming and football. He says I should be able to manage it.
Ive barely been able to make myself a meal. We’ve been having freezer food for the last 3 weeks. DP has been making his own food but too spicy for DS despite my requests to make meals we can all eat if he is going to cook.
Yesterday I asked DP to sort out our son’s pack lunch and mentioned he would need to run to the shop to get some supplies and he blew up at me!
He says Im ungrateful and should stop demanding stuff just because I’m pregnant. He said being pregnant doesn’t mean I can’t be a mother. But when he has a cold he is dead to the world. Heaven forbid we’re poorly at the same time, he still isolates himself in bed for a week and I do everything. Alone.
DP works 4 days a week and has 3 days off (condensed hours).
I want to know if I’m being unreasonable by asking him to pick up the slack while I’m unwell and until this really bad nausea passes.
How can I make him understand how much more difficult this pregnancy is and that I’m not milking it?