Wow, I don't check in for a few days & look at you all chatting away! Wasn't sure if I'd ever finish reading!
I'm very tired (gosh, look at the time - I went to bed, but can't sleep & was getting all upset; more on that later ) but from what I can remember:
Nearly all of you live down south! That's so disappointing! I was hoping that some of you at least would live a reasonable distance from me, but no I'm all alone in Yorkshire & even my internet friends are ridiculously far away. I demand that you all move up here immediately. No excuses
I'm sorry to hear that you're feeling so confused, frekkles. Well done for telling him, though. That must've been very difficult. But as the others have said, try to remember that 'nice' doesn't make a relationship. Lots of men are nice, but it's impossible to have good relationships with them. & I'm sorry that your DP isn't being as supportive as he should be - it's a high-pressure time for you both & whilst he should definitely be making a huge effort to look after you, I suppose he's dealing with his own issues as well. Fingers crossed he'll come through for you.
I nearly had a seizure when I read about the hospital bags! I hadn't even thought about it yet - in my head it's still about 5 years until I actually have this baby, so trying to think practically about it is really strange. Hospital bags indeed. I've not bought anything for the baby yet at all. January sales shall be my saving grace, I hope.
BoffinMum, your colleague sounds lovely. I want someone like that. I think I should hire a new DP. I was going to say 'but without the sex, obviously', but that's a complete moot point.
& congratulations to everyone else who's had positive scans, etc. & to the lurkers, just post whenever you can, don't worry about keeping up It's just good to know that everything's still okay for you
So yes, here's my whinge, in no particular order:
We went to visit the PIL on Friday (only got back at 6ish tonight) & whilst most of it was positive enough, I did feel a few of the usual MIL-type snubs. Like: "Oh, you're having Christmas alone together? Well, I hope you can cook a good Christmas dinner. He doesn't half love it." - GRR. I wasn't even intending to cook a whole proper Christmas meal. I'll be 25 weeks pregnant, our kitchen's tiny, it costs a lot of money & there'll only be the two of us. I was intending to just do a slightly fancier Sunday roast, but now I feel under scrutiny to do something better. Especially when he's since said, on an unrelated topic, that he'd rather give up presents than Christmas dinner. So yeah, there were a couple of things like that ("Oh, you want that pram? & just how much is that going to cost? I made do with a cheap buggy" & so on - I was so close to pointing out that the pram costs slightly less than the pointless television her darling son bought a few weeks ago on the proviso that I'd get the pram that I want, but I just smiled & said I'd consider it. No point in upsetting the apple cart over silly things.)
Now the sex rant - I notice that whilst I was away, sex didn't come up once. This leads me to believe that I am solely to blame for the gutter-level tone that this thread can sometimes take & for that I apologise. But grrrrr. We had a massive heart-to-heart on Wednesday (I think), in which he said that he doesn't find me any less attractive & that he just wasn't sure if he was allowed to touch me sometimes, because the first few weeks of the pregnancy were so hard on me with 24/7 sickness, etc. & after about 3 hours, we'd cut through the crap & both felt a lot better. I felt reassured that he still wanted me but was trying to do the right thing & he knew that I still want sex & that it's okay to touch me now. So, guess how many times we've had sex since? NONE.
& tonight we went to bed fairly early & I made it clear that I didn't want to sleep straight away. We ended up chatting lots & I found that my bellybutton is really close to popping - it feels so strange that I actually squealed when I touched it, because it was so unexpected. So we were having a good chat & a laugh & were all cuddly & nice. & I brought up my couple of sexy dreams that I've had recently, to start the mood. & he said 'you should be more imaginative with your dreams - it's a bit pathetic that they only ever involve me' & I said that I know that he gets all lusty over other people, but that I don't. & he half refused to believe me, then said 'how strange' & rolled over to try to sleep.
I know it's totally ridiculous to be upset by that, but I'm hormonal & feeling increasingly desperate (in a few ways ) & it just doesn't make sense. Why does he want me to have sexy thoughts about other men? Is this some really obvious man thing that I'm naive to? Or is there a big problem here & he's hoping I'll just stop bugging him for sex? I don't get it.
So I lay there for a while & he could tell that I was a bit upset & asked what was wrong. I said that it didn't matter & he said 'okay' & went to sleep. So I lay there for a while fighting back the tears & decided to just get back up & read what you ladies have been up to to make myself feel better (nice jokes, Nutty ) & to have a bit of a moan. I know that in the grand scheme of things it's not a big deal. But I feel now like even though we've had a massive, very open conversation about everything in which I thought we'd solved things, nothing's changed at all. Which makes me think that he was lying, or at least holding back, during that conversation.
& it annoys the hell out of me when I hear him saying things (to his mates, not to me) like 'phwoar, she'd get it' when I'm offering it to him on a plate & getting nothing but rejection. It's making me feel so insecure.
As I say, I'm sorry that I'm moaning again (especially about sex - I know that some of you aren't even allowed it) but I feel like there may be some huge relationship crisis (not only because of this, although this is the recurring issue most recently) & I don't know what to think or do. It probably also doesn't help that I'm so tired & hormonal. I'll almost certainly regret this epic in the morning, but it feels better to have had a good whinge. That's something, at least.
Hope you're all okay & that Monday morning blues don't set in too hard. I'll almost certainly be back tomorrow (although that's all another sob story - my laptop's carked it & I'm on DP's now, but it's so slow & rubbish & I don't know if he'll leave it for me to use during the day tomorrow, so we'll see). Mehhhh. Thanks to everyone who bothered to read this xx