I'm just pissed and wanna type it some where he can't see it before I decide how to bring it up and not be a B****

1) Wednesday while the other half was at work I asked him to please start trying to keep up again on our chore chart. ( he just started a new job first couple days of the year after not working for 10weeks, while he was out of work I just asked he HELP keep things picked up not that I made house cleaning his "job" at home) Well after first snapping at me like " I'm busting my ass all day and then you want me to come home and do ____" I reply with well ya know it's not exactly easy for me to donall these things when I can barely fucking walk, bend over, squat or lift anything so yea I would like your help. He agrees he will start trying to be more on top of it. Gets home - does nothing, "relaxes" and says he will work on stuff on his weekend (he works mon-thurs so he gets fri-sun off ) I'm like okay cool I get it, it sucks to come home and clean, I know cause that's what I've had to do 😬 (while also being deathly sick/ pregnant)

So Friday comes and we do our appts and errands and get home and I did a small load of big dishes and wait for him to come do the rest so I can cook before he goes out to his car meet (he goes every Friday and Sat- totally okay with me - he loves cars and it's his guy time and my free time leaves at like 8pm gets home sometimes between 10:30 and midnight depending on the evenings turn out) but he never did come do dishes. So about an hour before he leaves I hint , well since the dishes didn't get finished maybe you should pick up a pizza instead in your way home and I'll cook tomorrow after the dishes get done.

Saturday had a few more errands to run we get home I put away the big dishes I had done and leave it wiiiiiiide open for him to do the smaller stuff and silverware. And again about an hour before he's leaving for the meet I ask are we having a fend for yourself night ? There's not a lot of clean dishes ? He says yeah sure I'll grab something for myself while I'm out of you don't want anything here let me know and I'll grab it on my way home. (I did have him grab me a while crap ton of pineapple- CRAVING)

So I come to terms with no dishes getting done.. again like okay well he still has Sunday

Sunday- he did the cat box , took out garbage (jobs only he can do right now) and swept the kitchen(all in all 15min). Then wanted to go to the mall, okay me too, we go spend a few hours, come home and I'm waiting for him to do the dishes or the laundry or SOMETHING that makes a difference in the cleanliness of the house. And then finally about 8pm he says he needs to go do something to his car, and take it for a test drive after , do I want anything in town. (I'm pretty annoyed at this point but I am not his mother I do not feel obligated to remind him to help keep the house he lives in cleaned up and to follow through when you tell someone you will do something, he still has some time and again I don't feel it's my place) I tell him to grab me stuff from tbell. He gets home I ate my tbell and I passed out -oops . I wake up 10+ times every night and my first time up I had to pee, walk through the kitchen to the bathroom and there is still aaaaaaaaallllllll those dishes he said he'd do on Wednesday. INSTA PISSED.

Pretty fucking disappointed that he couldn't keep his word this weekend.

2) as mentioned above I wake up all night long so I been up since about ohhhh 4am and just laying there tossing and turning , which he began doing. And then kind of whining? Off and on , I could tell he didn't feel very good. (Story of my life dude I'm 38+4 and this is the first week my whole pregnancy I haven't had morning sickness every time I open my eyes) so I get up about 15 minutes before his alarm and go start his coffee and make his lunch, he walks in to me finishing up and asks what's wrong I tell him I have been awake almost 2 hours, he asks why and i give him death stare like him because this is how every night goes ? Because I'm pregnant asf? And he goes oh okay I'm sorry and heads to the bathroom.. I go get back in bed tired and stil pissed he didn't do the dishes. He comes back in and goes I'm thinking about calling in I don't feel very good. I say well baby you know we can't afford for you to call out just cause you don't feel good (also slightly fueled by pissiness from dishes thing AND well I didn't fucking feel good for 38 weeks and guess who fucking worked for 34 of that HMMMMMMMM??)

And he cops an attitude about how he can't just go and get people sick, how it looks bad , how he'd probably get sent home anyway (and my favorite part=) "I already don't feel good why do you have to cop an attitude with me maybe you should pull your head out of your ass"

OH. HELL. NO. HE. DID. FUCKING. NOT. JUST. ASDFGHJKLJESUSCHRISTHESGONNADIETHISMORNING.

An argument ensues about how yes I am the one with my head in my ass all morning while I made his coffee and lunch and sat quietly in bed.

He eventually apologizes.

Here's what I gotta say/ask : I am not discounting that men also get sick and tired and feel like shit . However, why do men feel entitled to not have responsibilities when they feel this way?

Ladies, do we get to not do housework JUST cause one of the above ? Do we get to stay home and lay in bed aaaaaaaaaalllllll Day instead of work JUST cause one of the above? How about kids ? Do they stop needing things from you just cause one of the above ? No, no and no. NOW LETS ADD, YOU ARE ALSO CREATING A HUMAN, do you get out of those responsibilities yet? NOOOOOOOPPPPPE.

So I have zero sympathy for him. I expect that you do what you w agreed to , when you've agreed to do it.

I thought that writing this would help me relax and find the calm words to explain how I feel to him but it didn't , still just wanna rip his head off.

Anyway thanks for reading my rant leave your below -

UHG. 🙄 Men. 😒