DH is normally lovely. Loving, funny etc. Yesterday he was so mardy it was unreal. I had been up for a couple of hours in the night with DS who is teething (molars - poor bugger), so I was quite tired but ok. DS whinged all day which became very wearing for both of us. I then mentioned that I was a bit worried about a late period - basically we are planning to ttc from June (DH specifically wanted to wait as he doesn't want a Christmas baby - fair enough). Anyway, he already knew I was late, I did a test, all neg. But yesterday was two weeks after I was due and I wondered aloud if I should take another test. He then became really stroppy and told me to stop bringing it up. This from the man who always tells me I should talk about my feelings, not bottle stuff up etc.
By the evening DS was properly miserable, would only settle (i.e. stop crying but not actually go to sleep) if one of us went in and laid down with him on our bed. I did this for an hour, and then DH took over as I wanted to get some sleep (I was sleeping in the spare room last night to have a break). DH got more and more stressed and sweary. When I was getting some calpol ready for DS DH came into the kitchen and turned the lights off. I said why did you do that, he replied 'because I'm fucking naked and the curtains are fucking open". I got cross with him for speaking to me like that. I then heard him tell DS to shut up, I went in to give DS his calpol and have a cuddle until DH came back from the bathroom. When he came back in he said 'Sorry but I've just had a fucking shit day'. That'll be the day you just spent lazing around and watching TV and eating chocolate with me and DS then. Gee, thanks .
This morning he barely spoke two words to me. Eventually I snapped and demanded to know what the problem was. Have I done something, because if so I'd love to know what it is. I came on my period today which seems to have cheered him up a bit, but I told him a bit of support wouldn't have gone amiss when I was worried yesterday. Also if he considered a day spent with me and DS as 'fucking shit' then perhaps he should just bugger off our with his mates.
I think he is now trying to make amends - he has gone food shopping and taken DS and he's said he'll get a pizza in tonight. The storms' pretty much over but I just needed to write all that down and get it out.
Thank you for listening (and breathe).