This is going to be a bit long and may sound a little petty to some but DS has been growing a sunflower in a little pot for a few weeks now and today we were going to repot it. My DH and DS went out to get the canes and string to hold it up with. They arrive back and we start to repot it but during the process I accidently cut the stalk in half whilst trying to remove a bit of string and a pen holding from it (we were using this to hold it up). I started to well up because I felt sad that I had done it and sad for DS. DH slams down the string and storms off into the house he then comes out 10 seconds later and says "your so fucking ham fisted and clumsy", I started to cry and walked into the house (I'm not usually so seneitive but I am 5 weeks pregnant and maybe a bit fragile) and follows me and says "what are you doing? Your making this really hard work what are we going to tell DS?" I wipe the tears from my face and start to speak to DS about his sunflower- luckily he was ok about it and we had some others to plant so he was happy enough.
Afterwards I go into the bathroom (I didn't want DS to see me crying) for a bit of a cry partly because I felt sad but also because of DH's attitude towards me and he never tries to make me feel better about this type ogf thing and just tells me I should be more careful 
. He constantly spills stuff and stains his clothes and accidently breaks shit and bangs on and on about it and I make him feel better by telling him not to worry and it'll be ok- he does lose his patience with me easily. DH then shouts through the door "what are you doing? Why are you crying?" to which I reply "I'm crying I'll be ok in a minute I'm just sorting myself out." He goes into the lounge with DS.
I come out and we all sit in the lounge with the football on and me and DS are playing on the i pod. DH and I still haven't said a word to each other until half an hour later when he makes a comment about me being on the i pod and I made a comment back to him and a full blown shouting match in which he says I am mental, hormonal and a selfish bitch ensues with DS watching (me crying and both swearing at each other). I feel so ashamed and 
for DS he shouldn't have to see that- poor little man. DH has just took him out to the shop for sweets and to the park.
Myself and DH had a long chat a few weeks ago as we have several issues in our realtionship- we both cried with each other and promised to work hard to make things change but today he says he has been trying his best but I am never happy. You bet I'm not fucking happy when I feel like you don't give 2 shits about me. Am I being as mental hormonal cow or is he being a nasty piece of work. I don't know what to day when he gets back.