I'm 32 weeks pregnant with my first baby and I am really struggling, it's not been an easy pregnancy at all. I've had severe fatigue all the way through, carpal tunnel in both hands due to swelling, a grumbling appendix, regular migraines in the first trimester, pelvic girdle pain and i'm struggling with prenatal depression. Not to mention just the usual aches and pains and lack of sleep carry a baby brings! So I haven't felt good in the slightest. We've been married for 9 years, I work part time and husband works full time. I have always been the main one to cook, clean, do the food shopping, the laundry, walk the dog etc. When we found out I was pregnant he said he would help out more and walk the dog do the housework etc etc. But I feel like not much has changed and I'm having to nag and nag at him to do things, and all I get in response is 'its not a big deal if things don't get done', 'i'll do it in a minute', 'i'll do it tomorrow', 'stop getting worked up about it all its not good for the baby'. I've purposely left things to see if he'll do it and we've ended up with no clean dishes, no clean clothes, a very messy house and a dog that hasn't been walked for several days! The odd occasion he does do any housework it's like he expects a medal. He comes home from work and gets a bath for at least 45mins every single day, and says he needs that him time and aometimes to de-stress from me. Like I'm some sort of monster for wanting him to help out more and pull his weight like an adult 31 year old man. He doesn't have a stressful job either, it can be physically demanding at times but it's not stressful or draining. Throughout my whole pregnancy he has been 'quitting smoking' but hasn't actually done it and drinks several times a week but still complains he's bored and fed up with life. He says my being depressed is making him unhappy and it stresses him out. He's started complaining I'm keeping him awake at night because I'm up and down to the toilet and tossing and turning all night. I've cried and basically screamed at times out of pure frustration with him but it gets me nowhere. I just can't see things being good when baby arrives, it honestly feels like he makes everything about himself. Am I asking too much? Should I just shut up and get on with things? I feel like I'm at the end of my tether with everything!