Hi everyone,
This is going to be quite long and advice will be very much appreciated.
I'm five months pregnant, and my moods are getting progressively worse day by day. Prime example, the past weekend I have spent in silence with hubby because he joked (on two occasions) and it angered and upset me. I burst into tears and he ran away, leaving his breakfast untouched. This resulted in me going about my day in complete silence, having people over for dinner on saturday in which I ignored him, and driving to his brother's house on sunday for dinner, in complete silence also. Whilst we were there, I ignored him. His sister commented on how quiet and drained he was looking, and he mumbled some excuse about long working hours.
Which brings me to another sore point; I feel as though I'm not getting enough "alone time" with him. He does work long hours (property development), and the rest of the time we do tend to spend alot around his family (as my family live far away and his are all close by). I am beginning to resent their presence in our life, and I feel jealous when he spends time with them, or when he appears to be enjoying their company. I wish I could spend more time with my family too, but its not possible because of the distance, and I really miss them. We both do come from really tightly knit families.
Sometimes I feel as though I got pregnant too young. we only got married five months ago, (im 24, he's 31), and then straightaway I got pregnant. On the other hand, I've always wanted to be a young mum, and we've had a very secure relationship for the past five years, in which we both were eager to start a family.We are both very excited about our first baby, but sometimes I just feel so overwhelmed by the whole marriage/mum-to-be thing. I'm training to teach in Primary education,which means I spend 2/3 nights away from home as the uni is in another city, and sometimes it feels as though Im living two seperate lives.
Last night, we had a big conversation about all of this, and he said he feels miserable and down, and he feels uncomfortable and scared to speak around me . He said he's trying so hard, he never goes out with his friends (which is true) because he gives me all his free time, or he is "at home". The conversation ended without finding any real solutions. I felt angry about this, so I went to my side of the bed, and kicked his legs out of the way. Then I asked him to rub my back because it was hurting, and he rubbed it so gently and so lovingly, I wanted to burst into tears (again) but I just lay there, unable to speak, because the horror of what I am becoming hit home.
Has anyone else turned into a nightmare bitch, losing control of her life and self, emotions?