Vent here.

My husband went out of town last week for a work training. By the sounds of it he made out he got a beautiful suite, they took him to a baseball game and gave him food and beers, just the works. He was really enjoying himself.

During his out of town event I came down with some sort of stomach bug. I was

28 weeks pregnant than. So I got abruptly woken up with the urge to use the bathroom at 4 am. And once it started it didn't stop I was in the bathroom every 10 minutes from 4am-12am. It was terrible. I wasn't eating and basically pooping water 😂 than I started throwing up. While all this is happening I'm trying to tend to our daughter who just turned one. Needless to say it was a shit show, but I survived.

Now a week has gone by hubs is home. I'm at the point in my pregnancy where I can't breathe, I'm an emotional wreck and I'm exhausted.

He starts complaining he doesn't feel well. Like so much complaining that I'm thinking its strep.

"My throat hurts"

"My head hurts"

"Ugh I'm exhausted"

I asked him what's wrong his answer

"It's a head cold"

I get it colds aren't fun, especially a cold in the summer. But boy! Don't get all needy on me.

He's trying to cuddle me at night and I can't fricken breathe no matter what way I lay.

He comes home and complains how tired he is...so he sleeps. But than wakes up to complain some more. It's like dude I hardly sleep and I take care of our child and you don't see me bitching.

I can't handle the pity he wants from a measly head cold when I've felt like utter shit this whole pregnancy. But I try to be nice being as I'm home all day and he is our bread winner. Can't bite the hand that feeds ya 😂

Why are men such babies while sick!!!!

Update: moments after posting this I got a text from my husband complaining about his runny nose....