Dh said his coffee tasted 'furry' and poured it down the sink. I said I would put the coffee plunger through the dishwasher (probably a bit irritably but it was 6am and he complained about the same thing yesterday! He said we bicker all the time and he can't say anything to me and we need to go and 'talk to someone'. He said I haven't even yet said that I am happy about the baby (I thought it was obvious!) I cried as it was a shock and said we can go to counselling but I want to think about it after the first scan when I know the baby is all right. He said my crying was an 'extreme reaction'. He has stomped upstairs saying "It's not good when you can't talk about anything!"
What the fuck? I have gone from feeling on top of the world expecting my 2nd baby to hearing actually my marriage is in the crapper and it's not even 7am yet?
I don't really know what I want anybody to say, but thanks for reading. 