ok, don't quite dare start an AIBU thread, but AIBU?
Boyfriend has had planned for ages that yesterday he was going out for a steak dinner with his dad and brother and then to the rugby. There is also a cup final football match on this afternoon.
He told me a couple of weeks ago that this was "a rugby and football weekend" and I protested saying fair enough the rugby with his family, but that sunday was the only day we both weren't working and it'd surely be nice to either spend time together doing nice stuff or to be together trying to get the flat sorted and baby stuff sorted. He still wouldn't budge on wanted to watch the football though, so I compromised (a hell of a lot I think) in saying that i'd come and watch it in the pub with him as part of a day together.
So yesterday morning I felt really poorly, got a virus thing. Had to phone on sick for work and felt rubbish. He left at 11 to meet his dad in the pub before steak dinner. The rugby was on from 3pm. I try and ring him 6 ish to see how he is and what he's up to? no reply. no reply to any texts. Me feeling a bit fed up that I can't get in touch with him when I'm ill and 34 weeks pregnant. about 9 a friend of his rings me looking for him. I ask him that if he finds him to get him to call me. Hear nothing for another hour, so i text friend and boyfriend rings me back from friend's phone really pissed saying his phone's ran out of battery, having a couple more beers, do i want to go and join them. I say no, I'm ill and pregnant remember?
He comes back at 130am, completely trashed, wakes me up by sitting on me, gets into bed next to me fully dressed smelling of whisky and starts snoring. after a hour or something I manage to calm down and get back to sleep. He then wakes me up an hour or so later by kicking me several times, still completely pissed and passed out. I don't really get back to sleep after this, get up for a bath about 5am, then go and doze on the sofa till 8 when I go through and give him a hug and ask what we're going to do today, and he mumbles that he feels like shit and needs to sleep before the football.
I get upset then and go back through to the sofa and get angry that he turns a day at the rugby with his family into a bender when I can't contact him and a morning in bed. I come back through about 1030am and wake him up by saying " Please wake up and be nice. I feel angry and upset with you and I don't want to, please prove me wrong".He says he needs to sleep still and is still going to watch the football in the afternoon. He's sorry that his phone is shit and ran out of battery, he's sorry he got so pissed, he's sorry I'm not feeling well, but he did have it all planned for weeks that this was a rugby and football weekend and that I'm trying to control him and stop him doing what he likes doing.
Then I get upset so he starts offering to get up and do something, like go out for breakfast or go for a walk before the football. I remind him that I'm poorly. And then we start rowing all day, with us both being stubborn and refusing to back down. He's just left to go and watch the football in the pub. He said it's my fault, if I hadn't woken him up by complaining at him we would have had a nice day together, and that he's already compromised by not making a whole day of the football and not going through to glasgow to get pissed and watch it with his friends. But he's not missing a cup final. I can't believe he's left me in tears.
Have I been unreasonable? i think he's a selfish cunt