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A Pregnant Woman’s Rant

November 8, 2011 By Serena Leave a Comment

Being antagonized by your husband after spending the past 2.5 hours on your feet, cleaning up toys and folding laundry, while not even getting a “Do you need help?” makes for a very angry woman.

Not only am I in total nesting mode, but aside from that, I usually end up having to do all the cleaning, anyhow, without so much as a “What can I do to help?”. He complains that I do too much, that I should just be sitting down and “relax.” Um, have you see the status of our house?? It didn’t take one person to make these kids. He’s their father, so you’re just as responsible in helping to clean up and organize their toys. So please get your ass out from under the fucking television at night and help me if you see I have a lot to do. Don’t take advantage of me because
I have a lot of energy.
So tonight, after working my ass off to get the formal living room area / play room cleaned and organized, and after an impromptu folding of the pile of laundry in the laundry room, I finally sat down to eat my English muffin pizzas (yes, thank you, Kwasi, for finishing making them for me while I folded laundry). When I went to sit down, the rug was crooked. All I did was ask him if he could move the other side while I moved it back into place. And there he went, making snide comments about how it didn’t matter about the rug, blah, blah, blah. Well, ass, it matters to ME! I despise things being out of order (even though I will let it get to a point of being out of order; still bothers me, though). And after working my ass off for over 2 hours, I just want to sit down and eat and veg out in front of the computer, without a nagging “fix-the-rug” impulse. So why criticize and antagonize me just because I want the rug straightened up??!!
And, and it gets better. While I’m sitting there about to eat, on the sofa, he decides to be the biggest asshole ever and kick the rug out so that it’s even more crooked than prior to me sitting down. What a jerk!! He nearly knocked my orange juice over that was sitting on the rug!
I was fuming (still am!), because don’t antagonize me because I want my life to be orderly. Don’t purposely BULLY me and try to incite me just because you’re an asshole.
UGH……..
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