Today my SO was sent home from work because he had a terrible stomach ache. Well he decided he needed to go to the E.R., which was fine. Turns out the MF’er is constipated.

We get home, he refuses to take the Milk of Mag the E.R. Gave him, and I practically have shove it down his throat like a dog. Afterwards he starts gagging...I get out of his way and he walks to the kitchen, and starts vomiting on the floor, 2 steps from the trash can!!!! I start freaking out, so he walks outside and continues to puke all over the door and the back porch. Like WTF dude! Comes back inside, all fine and dandy, and continues to tell me Milk if Mag was the nastiest thing he’s ever tasted and he will not be taking anymore. He’d rather suffer.

He then goes to the bathroom to brush his teeth, comes back out and lays on the couch and falls asleep.

I am so beyond pissed at this point, that he left me to clean his puke, finish making dinner, and oh, did I mention during all of this our 2 year old is totally traumatized by his dad puking like he’s the little girl in the fucking Exorcist! So I’m trying to calm him down, keep him and the dog out of the puke and clean the puke up...all while poor constipated daddy sleeps it off. Cleaning puke up that isn’t mine or my sons is the last thing I want to do being 36 weeks. Men are literally the biggest baby’s in the world, our 2 year old handles being constipated better. Now I’m sitting at the other end of the couch staring at him like

Wishing I would get a random burst of morning sickness so I could throw up on him.

All I can think of is, how constipated, how nauseous, and how icky I’ve felt the last 8 months, and the man has the audacity to act like this.🙄

Sorry for the long post, I just needed to rant before my raging hormones make me do something I’d regret. Lol, also sorry about all the GIF’s they just make stories like this so much better.🤷‍♀️