I feel like im on some kind of hormonal rollercoaster. Im 38 weeks and ok when im on my own but since dp got back from work today every littlr tiny thing he has (or has'nt) done has just pissed me right off. And every little thing is just winding me up more and more. Stupid little things like the way he opened the wardrobe door and the amount of time he spent looking for a pair of jeans. Im suspecting im being a bit unreasonable. Then we went to mils and im finding myself irrationally pussed of at everything she says.
All these tiny little things have wound me up so much and i've just politely smiled while im fuming on the inside. Fast forward to now, were home, took one last tiny hing to tip me over the edge into meltdown and im sitting in the nursery in a big snotty blubbery mess wondering whats wrong with me and why im being so mean (while still fuming.)
Like i say, i feel totally fine when things are going my way im on my own. Am i just being a spoilt brat or does anyone else feel like this?