Anyone else love their dh one day and hate him the next???

[arabella2]

Last week dh and I were harmonious (in bed and out, it's probably the in bed that did it!), today we have had a ridiculous argument about whether to spend the night at his sister's house when his Mum's house is full of other visitors. When I said I didn't want to because there will not be enough space and I find his sister intrusive (his mother is not) I was told I could sleep on the street and to shut up... Days like this I get very fed up. Also he has a bad cough and is moaning around the place and coughing into tissues in a way which I find really irritating. Anyone else feel like a schizophrenic where their relationship is concerned?

He he - have wonderful DP and spent most of Sunday afternoon wlaking out of the room everytime he came into it - he wanted to stay at home and I wanted to visit friends - I had spent all previous day at his friend's BBQ (he has strange friends!!) and thuoght that he should come with me. Eventually sat in car and told him what my problem was and that a bit of give and take was needed from him on the socialising front and he was fine!!

I had worked myself into a rage and was being truely nasty, blatantly ignoring him!! I do get like this sometimes and suddenly stop and actually realise I am being a complete weirdo!!

If he has a cold is probably because the poor love is at deaths door - men and illness are best avoided I find.

I know exactly how you feel. Some days I feel so in love with dh I could burst. Then others, just the way he eats his cornflakes makes me want to punch him. And sometimes after a row, if we've both been particularly nasty, I even plan in my head how I will leave him when he's at work and I'll take ds and live with my Mum & Dad's and then he'll be sorry. I never would of course. Unless he has an affair. I'm sure I really P* him off sometimes too.

Oh, he also wipes ds's nose with his t-shirt when he can't be bothered to get a tissue - drives me crazy.

I think you're doing pretty well if it's only day by day! I seem to swing minute by minute at the moment and I'm not even premenstrual

lol Northerner re cornflakes!

My dh is great most of the time but he does have a habit of agreeing to do things (social things) and then when it comes to the event he whinges and whines that he doesn't want to do it, doesn't even like the people we're doing it with etc and I just want to rip his arms off and slap him with the wet ends.

Once we are there he has a lovely time and is alway very enthusiastic after the event. I think it's because he's a bit shy really (though he does a good job of covering it up). He is especially bad if we are doing something with people we don't know well.

I told him a while ago that I was going to start leaving him behind and going on my own instead of jollying him along and having to get so wound up about it. He seems much better now.

All the time! We can be laughing hysterically then 5 minutes later I'm letting rip at him and storming off up the stairs!!! He must still luv me though coz I had a HUGE bunch of flowers last week for no reason

My dh moans for England - I call him Victor (as in Meldrew), he gets in sometimes and goes on and on and on and on, also is really into current affairs and waffles on about world events that I know nothing about as instead of having time to read papers I AM FEEDING OUR DAUGHTER.

Also agree on the eating noises, he had some crisps the other day and I was gettin v annoyed with the crunching and smacking sounds.

Love him to bits though, he is my bestest friend

LOL at this thread and love Notherners comment about loving him one minute and then wanting to punch him at smallest thing the next!
We were having a laugh this morning about something silly our dd was doing, I walked downstairs saw that he'd left the plate of toast on the floor where dd had thrown it, and basically destroyed the kitchen I cleaned before going to bed. Walked upstairs and saw that charlottes dirty nappy was on floor next to the bin and her pj's were on floor by wash bin!!!! He got it big time and rightly so, but then 10 minutes later and we're having a little cuddle before we run off to work!

I feel exactly the same. Sometimes we are the best of friends, totally on the same wavelength and having a laugh. At other times just the sight of him sitting there has me seething!!! We have some pretty spectacular arguments but luckily neither of us holds a grudge, so once they're over they're forgotten.

I am glad I am not the only one who feels this way. He is my best mate and then at times I could happily put my foot where the sun dont shine (actually anyway on his anatomy) Oliveoil LOL I call him Victor too as he is a moaning *.His habits are disgusting and the toilet stinks after he has used it but I love him to bits and would be lost without him.

Arabella, he's a men: That;s not a cough it's a very very nasty chest infection, probably pneumonia.

Anyway, Yes. Some days I love DH, others I hate him. Sometimes he does things he KNOWS I hate and admits it's specifically to wind me up. WHY???? The main one is hanging a carrier bag on a kitchen cupbaord handle to use as a bin. Does he take the full bag out of the bin and replace it with a new one? No, because he knows the bin bag thing is guaranteed to annoy me. He even does it if the bin's not full. Grrrrrrr.

oliveoil- you're not my DH's other wife are you?

I call mine 'Victor' too!

Oh ... how I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw this thread ... am always swinging one way or the other too!
At the weekend I loved my DH soooo much that I nearly popped ... he was so fab ... doing housework ... holding my hair when I was chundering in the loo (morning sickness) ... wiping away my tears when I was crying for feeling so sick ... looking after DS ... letting me sleep in till 11am ... doing all the cooking .... he was an angel from heaven!
Last night we had a huge row because of his bloody parents and how unnatural they are and how crap they make me feel and I told him that he was heartless and he didn't care about anyone except DS ... I was, I admit, a total cow and a witch (pregnancy hormones .... ) ... but I couldn't help it ... he was being unfeeling and horrible. It ended with me going to bed early in a strop and not saying goodnight ... (after threatening to get the first available flight back to England to the family that loved me!!)
I was still cross with him this morning but we still gave cuddles and kisses before he went ot work because we feel very strongly that we can't say goodbye on a bad note because what if something bad happened and you were in the middle of a row????