This feels very trivial to be posting on here given what some people are going through but I just thought it would at least make me feel better to "talk" to someone.
I'm 26 weeks pg and emotional, bear with me!
Basically I had a huge row with DH last night. We hardly every have big blow outs - probably 3 in the 3 years we've been together! It was about his diabetes (type 2) - he was told this week by his GP that he has to go on insulin because he is not controlling his blood sugar through his diet. He has been eating chocolate like there's no tomorrow no matter what I or any of his family says. Of course I'm worried about him - I want him to be around for our baby! So this week he says he has tried really hard and not eaten chocolate. But his blood sugar is still high (because of all the crap he's eaten up to now presumably) and yesterday it was 22 (should be 5-7!!) and then went down to 10. He then decides to eat a small chocolate bar and two cookies as a "treat". I went off on one - I'm worried about future, his health, if it was me he'd want me to be healthy, he's undoing all his good work but I know it's hard blah blah. He says he doesn't want to discuss it, give him a break etc. I stomp off upstairs to bed. I slam the door and he shouts "Fuck you!". I shout down the stairs "don't you dare say fuck you to me when it's only because I care about you". We don't cross paths for the rest of the night (he sleeps in spare room).
Then this morning I get up and shower and ask him what time we're going out (we were supposed to look for furniture for the baby's room then meet his dad). He says he's not going anywhere. I then start saying again it's only because I'm worried, is he going to apologise for swearing at me (no), why is he sulking, he's behaving like a little prick etc. etc. He starts saying "Go away I'm not interested in talking to you, piss off before I do something I regret". I go and get dressed and we haven't spoken since. I text his dad and told him we're not meeting him and explain everything. (FIL who I get on very well with has type 1 diabetes and I hope he can talk sense into DH). He texts back that he will speak to DH later if not sorted.
So basically I have pottered around the house all day with DH sitting in silence upstairs. He has gone out twice without a word, and has now gone to meet FIL by himself (FIL text to say sorry I'm not there too, DH won't speak about it but FIL will "try again later").
This all sounds so silly and I know it's just a stupid row that every couple has, but I'm swinging between furious that he's so immature, thinking about the baby and crying etc., feel like I'm going nuts and now having a shit weekend!!
Sorry this is so long but I just needed to get it out!