I’m pregnant and DH, although I love him to bits, his job is driving me mad. Loads of people are off with Covid / isolating so he is super busy. I get that. He keeps waking up early, sighing and huffing and puffing and dropping his phone on the floor as he lies in bed.
He is consistently in a bad mood when he gets home, goes on about it for a while and then when I ask him a specific question says he doesn’t want to talk about work. We work in the same sector so when I try to advise him about how he could get help he says he doesn’t want to discuss it. Then keeps bringing it up.
On a weekend, he does nothing expect play computer games all day. He doesn’t want to go for a walk, admittedly, there’s nothing else to do but he doesn’t want to watch a film together, tidy up or help me with the nursery.
I’m already thinking that if I go into labour when he’s at work, I’ll take myself to the hospital and not tell him until it’s over. I just can’t stand the thought of him sitting in the corner sighing as he deals with work stuff on his phone. At least hospital visiting hours are limited so he can’t sit there all day huffing and puffing and talking about work when I’m on the ward!
He’s only just put in his paternity leave form! And keeps saying he wants to do shared parental leave yet never bothers to fill the form in. Then says how lucky I am to get a year off work!
So as not to drip feed, I have perinatal depression and have had a difficult pregnancy so far with weeks signed off sick and hospitalisations. No previous problems with marriage.
Last time I was in hospital after an admittance from the MAU, he was working away, and didn’t pick up my calls. I had to go down to the little shop, IV in hand, to buy myself overnight stuff as he wouldn’t get back in time.