Well we were up until about 6 arguing, which was really great fun. The highlight was probably when, after I'd confided in him that I was terrified that I was going to lose this baby & not only have to deal with that upset for myself but live with having inflicted it on him, he said 'well it's not my fault your body's shit'
I sent him out to sleep on the sofa at that point, but he came back within 3 or 4 minutes because it was cold & he refused to sleep out there. & he was mouthing off about how we're never going to do this again, blah blah blah.
He did also say 'you'll invariably be whining about me on Mumsnet, then '
We're pretty much okay now, I think. I'm still a bit quiet with him, but I think he kind of understands how much of an effort I've been making to not moan all of the time - he seemed to think that what he was experiencing was the full extent of my capacity to complain, not the very, very carefully limited version. After many hours & a few home truths, he seems to have realised that actually he's getting the better deal. He even said at one point 'I'd LOVE to swap places with you - physical pain I can deal with!' as if there's absolutely no emotional or mental burden associated with pregnancy! & quite how much he'll fancy swapping places whilst I'm pushing the baby out / being sliced open, we'll see
Idiot man. But yes, I'm trying to move past yesterday. He's generally really good & I know that he's finding it difficult too. It was just really bad timing & very tactless. Grr.
Not as tactless as mrfossil's 'try harder' They really just don't get it at all! Try harder indeed.
Nutty, I'm glad you're in love with your sofa The way you're talking about it makes me think of it as some sort of mail order bride
& speaking of brides! Yay mumblemum! I hope her DD isn't poorly today & everyone has a wonderful time