I've been crying at everything today. Me and DH had a disagreement late last night (he was drunk, even though he had promised me he wouldn't drink at all till the baby was born. I wouldn't mind if it was a one off, but he is at the pub more nights than he isn't at the moment, and I really need him here. Plus he does the thing where he says he is nipping to the shops, even though he is really tired, because he doesn't want me and DD to be without milk/bread/whatever, then rolls in hours later having "nipped for a half" and gets all annoyed when I ask him to at least text if he is going to be late. To top it all, the last few days, he has been making a big deal of how he has been ill, staying in bed all day leaving me looking after DD and worrying about him, so much that I was worried that he shouldn't go to the shop and offered to go myself even though walking that far would mean I would be in agony, then he suddenly finds the reserves from somewhere to spend a night in the pub, comes back very merry, then proceeds to drink a couple of cans of lager and some whiskey on top of that! I happened to ask him what was in his mug out of curiosity, and he completely flew off the handle, saying he does loads more than most men and that he drinks a completely normal amount and doesn't know what my problem is and I am apparently disgusting because I don't do enough housework and I'm milking the pregnancy, most women are still working at this point, why should he wait on me and DD hand and foot, then he stormed downstairs, slamming the door so hard the house shook)
Then, presumably because I was shaken up by that, I started getting strong BH, and when I went to the loo, there was blood on the paper. Only a tiny bit, and quite a lot of mucousy discharge, so the practical side of me was saying it was probably just a little show, but there was still a part of me saying "OH MY GOD I'M BLEEDING" but of course I couldn't go and tell DP because I didn't want to risk being at the receiving end of another rant. And the laptop was downstairs so I couldn't come and see if anyone was online here. I had no more bleeding after that, but still had a horrible nights sleep, and when I woke up in the morning I just couldn't stop crying
Anyway, I have had a word with him and hopefully it has hit home that it is far more important that is is just there for me and DD than that he does any amount of housework. He was really concerned when I told him about the bleeding, so hopefully he will act like a responsible adult from now on.
I probably blew it all up out of proportion because of my hormones, but surely that is my right as a heavily pregnant lady who is absolutely shitting herself at the thought of another complicated birth?