Just venting.

I'm 7 weeks pregnant with our third child. I have a 2.5 year old and an 11 month old. I'm nauseous all day despite anything I take, eat, or don't eat. I'm tired. I go to bed at 10:00, but it takes me an hour to go to sleep because my husband stays up playing video games in the living room with surround sound. I constantly wake up to the sound of gunshots (the video game). I wake up at 6:00 to make my husband's lunch and drink coffee before the kids wake at 6:30. Even the smell of coffee makes me want to barf, so I can't drink it. So I remain exhausted while caring for two small kids. My husband helps out around the house, doing dishes and laundry and such, which I appreciate and I make sure he knows...but he doesn't help with the kids. And then he has the audacity to ask me why I'm in such a bad mood.

We've been through this twice. pregnancy isn't easy. Early pregnancy sucks. It's all fatigue and sickness. But yet he can't give me any empathy. I'm just expected to be 100%.

He's been off work for a while due to holidays. He says, "What will you do when I go back to work? When I'm not here to do everything for you? You have to function." I reminded him that he doesn't do everything for me. He helps around the house, but I still do everything involving the children. And NEVER have I ever said, "well, I'm just not going to get up and take care of my kids today." Ugh. Sigh.