So, a bit of context, me & DH have been together 10yrs, married 18 months, expecting our first child in autumn. He's not been at work since March after being signed off with anxiety and depression. He's on medication and much improved, generally pretty happy. He was planning on quitting his job to retrain anyway, so now he's working on a new career educating himself from home.
He has a hard time when we argue and dwells on it, sometimes for days. I'm of the opinion that everyone fights, and once an argument is over, it's over, and I don't brood. He worries that there's something 'wrong' with us as a couple because we argue, and he worries that the same stuff crops up. I think we argue a pretty normal amount.
So essentially I'm trying to get an idea of whether we argue a regular amount for a couple, or if we have a problem - this is a months worth, does this sort of stuff sound normal?!
Yesterday - he comes home from a walk all sweaty, says he's going to shower, then lies down on the bed wanting a hug, which I think is a bit gross, and I'm like 'are you not showering?', so he showers and gets into a funk that I've 'told him to shower'. Turns out coz I've been away two nights he's got used to doing what he fancies and is annoyed with me 'ordering him about' which I hadn't meant to do. We make peace.
A week ago - he asks me to get something from a low shelf for him, I say I'd rather not because kneeling down is a bugger at the moment with the baby bump. He gives me the silent treatment, and when I challenge him says that he's 'not convinced' that I couldn't have got said thing for him. I get pissed off because it sounds like he's accusing me of lying. He says he's doesn't know when I genuinely can't do something and when I'm taking the piss. I can be quite lazy, so I take his point, and promise not to take the mick, but that he needs to trust me.
Two weeks ago - he gets mad because I'm driving his car, and he thinks I've reversed into a gate, but don't apologise or seem to care. In fact, I didn't think I had hit the gate, and he didn't say, so I hadn't apologised. A few days before he actually dented my car by opening his door into it, so when he brings up the fictional gate thing, I get really annoyed because I didn't make a big deal out of my car getting bumped. Ends up with us both apologising for not being nicer to each other's vehicles.
Three weeks ago. I come home from work to find that he's done the laundry that needed doing, but hung wet stuff onto the maiden with already dry stuff, meaning the dry stuff has got damp. I point it out and he gets really pissed off saying that nothing is good enough for me. After a brief shouting match I go upstairs and realise he's tidied and hoovered upstairs, cleaned bathroom, changed bed, and I feel like a right cow, so I go down and apologise for freaking out about something small.
None of the arguments descend to name calling or anything, but I always cry because my eyes are wired that way. Are we normal?