Well I've just had about enough... I've gone through almost 36 weeks of being positive, saying that pregnancy has not been too bad, dealing with everything that was thrown my way including a non-expected transatlantic move, being by myself in London for a month, difficult relatives, being home alone all the time because DH works like madness and I'm bored out of my mind because I know no one here, etc etc etc. I kept a smile on this whole time. But now I'm done.
This just did it for me: DH got in touch with the moving company again, and there is only like a 10% chance that we get our stuff before Xmas. It has all my christmas decorations, some of baby's teeny outfits, all of my kitchen stuff, our TV, etc etc. I woke up at 2AM in tears again because of it. We tried the pregnancy card, tried everything, they say it's out of their control, plus it's the holidays (with American thanksgiving kicking it off next week), so everything is slower.
DH is being sweet, tells me to go buy whatever I want and just don't worry about the money, but that's just not the point. I'm really not mad at him, he's done everything he can. I just can't stop crying because I've just had enough. I tried to be, but I'm not superwoman.
ccsays I'm also freaked out of being a mom, I'm so overwhelmed with everything.
lady DH is an only child and a mama's boy. he does take my side, but it's hard for him. He's been enforcing the 'no staying at ours' policy though for my sake which is great, but now everyone is complaining about the cost and it's making me feel bad. But seriously, I never asked anyone to come over for 6 weeks.
nom my MIL is very helpful too and we do get along very well. But I just don't think I could take anyone for 6 weeks. It's just too long when you're trying to get settled into a routine and a new life, etc. I know I'm being really selfish, but I want DH, baby and I to grow as a family, get to know each other, etc. and he works so much that I want every moment with him - don't want his mom to take his attention.
We stayed with her for 10 days over the summer and I had enough at the end. Me being pregnant reminds her of having her little boy (my DH - her only child), and EVERY TWO SECONDS she would remind me how cute my DH's first poop was, or how he fell on his lip and he didn't cry because he was so brave blah blah blah. I'm a bit worried of her being like: 'well with my son I did it that way and see how well he turned out'.
sorry I keep ranting guys... I think I've just hit my low point. I'm so done with everything.