My dad flipped on me because I told my mom last night that I only wanted my husband and I in the delivery room. This is our first child, and he was making it about himself “I won’t be there to hear my grandsons first cry.” Like this isn’t about you, on top of having so much anxiety and just thinking about more people than my husband and the doctors in there makes me very uncomfortable. The most comfort I get is from my husband. Like I just want to have that time with my new family, and I can’t stop crying because he called me an idiot for that and saying how my grandparents were in the room when I was born, like okay that’s them. I just wanted it to be me and my husband and our child when he first enters this world, I want to have that bond before everyone else is in there. Like this is my baby.

Edit: the same man who called me dumb and stupid at the beginning of my pregnancy. (Because I’m not finished with college (I’m paying for myself) mind you I have one year and a half left, and graduated high school, with honors.🙄 and I’m fuckin MARRIED LIKE WHAT?!?)