This morning I showed him the upholstered chair/glider I want to get for the baby's room, and he said, "Yeah, that will look great in the unfinished part of the basement." Jerk!
So I totally went off on him........ "Well, unless you're going to be the one getting up every few hours in the middle of the night to breastfeed, I suggest you shut the f**k up!" Then I offered to find him one of thos strap-on breast feeding things for guys.
i am totaly nuts. monday afternoon, hubby was playing his new x-box and i was sitting on the couch reading and i breathed in like the tiniest drop of saliva or something and started choking and coughing. i stood up and was walking in circles and catching my breath. he totaly stopped what he was doing to see if i was ok, or if i needed anything, but he didn't put the controller down. i totally lost it. i was crying and screaming, "i could have been dying right now and you wouldn't even put down the damn controller!!!" another time, i was making pudding and tipped the bowl over and spilled aobut half of it on the counter and started crying hysterically. and another time, we were watching malcom in the middle and there was this one part that made me laugh so hard, the next thing i knew i was crying so hard i couldn't even remember what i was laughing at and hubby was just looking at me like i was some stranger lunatic sitting on the couch, which made it even worse. and this other time........... yah, my hormones are out of control right now. i feel ya.
