I am 8 weeks pg and my symptoms have started to peak. I can't keep anything down, and am barely eating or drinking anything. I was sick all day on Tuesday and Wednesday, and am avoiding eating or drinking at all now.
I have a 2yo dd, and work 4 days a week. My dh works long hours, and my mum helps me a lot, she looks after dd on a Thursday and Friday.
She is, generally, quite an unsympathetic person when it comes to illness of any description, however having been blessed with next to no real periods of illness in my life, it's not usually an issue. This morning, I have dragged myself to work, and been sick in the toilets twice. She started to text me, the messages went something like this:
Mum: I can't go out because I can't find a brush or coat for dd
Me: Is it not on the dining table? Her coats are in the cupboard.
Mum: Fine I've got the coat. I left her brush on the dining table yesterday, where is it?
Me: I'm not sure.
Mum: Do you even know where your hairbrush is even a comb will do.
Me: My comb is in my wardrobe.
Mum: No it's not forget it!
Me: FGS. I am crying at my desk and you are having a go at me about a brush.
Mum: well crying won't make you feel any better. 3 brushes I have bought this child and I can't even find a bloody comb.
Seriously, my house looks like a bomb has hit it. Before I left for my hour long commute this morning, I couldn't even manage to make the beds.
Why is she being so harsh? AIBU to expect a bit of sympathy?