I’m Tired

Recently I found out I’m pregnant. First pregnancy. First baby. I’m happy & so excited. The father is amazing but only really when he wants to be. I never meet anyone so grumpy in my life & I feel like I have to walk on eggshells around him. Any little thing triggers him. Then he’s off with the arguing. I hate it. I hate it so much. I love him. Even to the point where I asked him to move in with me. Not for our baby but for us. For him. To show him he has someone on his team. That he has me. He thinks the world owe him so much. It doesn’t. You take what happens to you & you learn from it. It makes you stronger & then it’ll get to the point where your untouchable. He yelled at me because I was talking to myself while he was trying to sleep. He’s been sleeping all day. We’ve been out all morning doing stuff. Got home. He went to sleep. I cooked. I cleaned. I made sure he ate. Did I get a thank you.?! Hell no.!! He’s stupid & foolish. He needs to know that it can’t always be your way because the world dealt you bad cards. I love him. Literally with all of me. We’ve been through so much already & the fact that I have life growing inside of me. Makes me feel like I should be harder. For my baby. He’s great but he drives me up a wall. He’s on me all the time. He never wants to hangout with friends. He wants to be with me. Nonstop. It can’t always be like that. I need my space. I need time away from you to miss you. So I can love you more. I don’t get that space & it’s driving me crazy. I’m tired & I really just need to be alone. We need space. He just moved in with me literally yesterday officially & I’m sick of him already. Now idk if it’s my hormones or that he just gets on my fucking nerves but I need space. Now.!!