I’ve never hated him more...

I feel like such a horrible person right now, but I’m sitting next to my husband on the couch, and he’s eating cucumber slices, and every bite was like a kick to my pregnant ass. Such. Loud. Crunching.

I legitimately wanted to make him leave the room and finish his snack somewhere else. I have NEVER been bothered by his chewing before but I’m sitting next to him like:

I feel so frickin stressed. Every muscle in my body is tense. Then I snapped at the poor guy. “What is that, nails you’re eating?!”

pregnancy makes me feel like such an unreasonable asshole. Tell me I’m not the only oversensitive prego bitch out there.