I don't know what's worse having BH contractions all the time or finally having a day without them. It's 10pm and for some reason I'm pissed that I wasn't miserable and faked out today.
Also super mad at husband that he came home and said "wow, looks like you didn't do anything to." Asshole, I'm allowed to not want to do the dishes one day. He also asked if I want to go to the waterpark for his company party August 3rd. I said "no" because I'm either going to have a newborn or be super pregnant (42 weeks) and both do not sound fun. He got this super depressed look on his face that he wants to "show off the baby" to everyone at work. I somehow decided to say he can go by himself so now I've got a husband with a full weekend booked up while I say "no" to everything.
August 3rd, company party, usually lasts from about 2pm-8pm
August 4th, his cousin's wedding. I can't remember the times but I know it's a good chunk of the day.
For some reason this makes me super grouchy.
Also, he is refusing to put out because he just can't get into it with me being pregnant. Apparently my big belly gets in the way/we don't fit together the same. He came up with a backup middle name incase I go past my due date since our original one was based off her being a cancer sign. Now that he's happy with an alternative he doesn't care sans the inconvenience of me possibly going into labor while he is at work. I must be super pregnant because I've never been so upset before.