I’m so done and annoyed

I’m getting to the point where I don’t even think I want my husband in L&D with me. He’s so inconsiderate to everyone and everything around him. I’m 37 weeks with #3 and Tuesday I spent the night in the hospital being monitored for fever, vomiting and contractions that were 15 mins apart. Our 2 kids stayed at his moms since he had to do a presentation for a bunch of doctors at a different hospital until 8pm, fine whatever. But then once he got home he called me nonstop about what he’s going to eat and where things were.🙄 he wouldn’t let me rest then he goes on to say how quiet it is at home and he “could get used to this” and (jokingly) said we should get divorced so he could have peace and quiet sometimes...you do not tell a pregnant woman who’s in the hospital with complications any of that and not expect to get hung up on.

Then the next day I get discharged, had to wait 4 hours for him to pick me up bc he had a surgery he needed to be in, totally understandable. But once he did pick me up not one question about how I’m feeling, what’d the dr say what’s going on etc. all he did was complain about his morning and then tell at me bc I didn’t tell him what I was going to make for lunch. He got mad at me when I asked to stop at his mothers house bc I needed to grab the kids stuff from her and simply gave me attitude and made me cry all day. I do everything for this guy who treats me like a burden.

So two days go by and yea I know I’m emotional, very pregnant and kinda unstable. I’m still having contractions and last night spiked another 101.5 fever. I wanted to lay down so bad but when I get into our room he is laying on the bed in a way where I wouldn’t be comfortable in any way...and we have a king size bed. He’s asleep. I can’t wake him up he keeps telling me to go away. So I go away and start putting laundry away, feed the kids, get them ready for bed,take the dog and garbage out...literally every single thing my dr told me to make my husband help me with. But since there’s no chance he’s even going to be the least bit nice to me let alone help, I do it myself. Finally he wakes up (bc the kids were playing and yelled) now he’s angry bc the beast was awaken. 🙄🙄🙄 can I roll my eyes any louder!!??

I continue putting clothes away and he asks me what I’m doing any why am I not resting...? How the fu** am I supposed to rest when there’s a million things to do, zero help from him but I will get yelled st if said things aren’t done?!?!

I’m. So. Done.

I took a Tylenol PM last night hoping I could get some type of sleep only to be woken up by him as soon as I fall asleep bc he wants to have sex. I don’t want to bc I’m still having uncomfortable contractions so I get met with attitude. I give in and ended up getting no sleep bc I’m uncomfortable while he slept like a baby. Shocker.

So this morning I’m annoyed needless to say. I’m frustrated. I’m done. I still got up made him breakfast, got his scrubs out made him coffee got the kids up etc...no thank you. No love you. Nothing.

Right before he left I went into my room bc I was having a really painful contraction, he comes in slaps my butt. I tell him to stop with tears in my eyes bc I’m In pain (I normally don’t care he doesn’t that) I’m noticeably in pain and he throws his hands in the air says whatever and walks out of the house.

This has been the pregnancy from hell and it’s taking a huge toll on my body (I was in a bad car accident in June 2018) and having to deal with him like this isn’t making it any better or easier. Half of me doesn’t even want him in the room while I’m in labor or delivering. I don’t want to be near him. He thinks bc it’s my third time it should be easy and I’m just milking this for attention while it’s the opposite. I don’t want attention, I want him to not touch me and leave me alone during contractions. I’ve never felt like such a worthless person. A second class citizen in my own house. So unimportant.

I’m sorr this was so long I needed to get it out: I know most of you are going to say “you should leave him” but that’s not very possible nor do I want to split up our family. I just wish he could understand stressing me out now is not good for anyone. I almost look forward to having the baby ASAP so I can stay in the hospital away from him for a few days...but sadly I know that I’m going to come home to a

Destroyed house afterwards. Ughhh I’m sorry I’m a mess