I know, as if we need another bishey vent post. I am literally drying tears of frustration about the people around me right now, and I can not for my life decide if it's just me or these friggin idiots.
It started last night with my mom coming over and telling me I won't have the baby til June 7 or later so to just quit "acting" like I'm hurting so bad. She even said all my kids have come late so what am I hoping for. (one of my three was late...by two days...the other two were early, by three days and by two weeks...thanks mom) I was so irritated. Blew it off, people get weird around pregnant ladies, and besides, some of you have gone thru way worse from family. I went to bed.
Wake up this morning, and dh informs me his buddy is otw over as I am opening my eyes...with his two kids to play with my four year old at McD's. What ever, I close my bedroom door (I have made it a little suite in here, everything short of a fridge lol). The guy comes into the house with his kids, is so incredibly loud and has the balls to knock on my bedroom door, calling my name cause he brought his gf with him and they want me to go to McD's with them. I yelled thru the door (pissed that I even have to do so) that I just woke up, wasn't expecting company and I'm not going. He argues with me...at this point I want to choke my husband for letting this happen. They finally leave, and when they return, the *** **** comes back to my door and yells my name 3-4 times thru the door, very loud, which is unlocked so my kids could come in if they needed me. And then keeps talking to my dh "she's not answering me" I am literally sitting on my bed, in my nighty, staring at the door in panic as if I were naked, waiting for this guy to open it. Finally it creaks open and my husband looks at me. I said a few cuss words, and loudly proclaimed if I wanted to come out and f'ing play I would have and I am pissed that I am being harassed not only in my own home, but from behind a closed bedroom door for ****'s sake!!! My dh tells the guy "she's all swollen and tired, she's not coming out" so the guy yells I know you are swollen, I wanna show my gf your feet.
WTFH?!?!?!?!!!!! I yelled back GTFO...after he left I totally broke down crying. I feel harassed and chased into a corner in my own home! I am so mad, and so shocked that I don't even know how to handle it. I have never felt so assaulted, and at the same time, my husband just stood there and let it happen.
Am I being over sensitive? omg, I just feel like I have no damn escape from the world...it's no wonder my feet look like Shreks feet and my BP is sky high today. I don't know if I should go run some errands for alone time, or try to hide in my room, which now doesn't feel safe!
Sorry this is so long...I just had to lose it....and my journal wasn't cutting it. Feel free to hijack the thread and break down yourself if you need to. We should just leave all the negative crap on one thread anyway so the rest can be happy posts yeah?
It started last night with my mom coming over and telling me I won't have the baby til June 7 or later so to just quit "acting" like I'm hurting so bad. She even said all my kids have come late so what am I hoping for. (one of my three was late...by two days...the other two were early, by three days and by two weeks...thanks mom) I was so irritated. Blew it off, people get weird around pregnant ladies, and besides, some of you have gone thru way worse from family. I went to bed.
Wake up this morning, and dh informs me his buddy is otw over as I am opening my eyes...with his two kids to play with my four year old at McD's. What ever, I close my bedroom door (I have made it a little suite in here, everything short of a fridge lol). The guy comes into the house with his kids, is so incredibly loud and has the balls to knock on my bedroom door, calling my name cause he brought his gf with him and they want me to go to McD's with them. I yelled thru the door (pissed that I even have to do so) that I just woke up, wasn't expecting company and I'm not going. He argues with me...at this point I want to choke my husband for letting this happen. They finally leave, and when they return, the *** **** comes back to my door and yells my name 3-4 times thru the door, very loud, which is unlocked so my kids could come in if they needed me. And then keeps talking to my dh "she's not answering me" I am literally sitting on my bed, in my nighty, staring at the door in panic as if I were naked, waiting for this guy to open it. Finally it creaks open and my husband looks at me. I said a few cuss words, and loudly proclaimed if I wanted to come out and f'ing play I would have and I am pissed that I am being harassed not only in my own home, but from behind a closed bedroom door for ****'s sake!!! My dh tells the guy "she's all swollen and tired, she's not coming out" so the guy yells I know you are swollen, I wanna show my gf your feet.
WTFH?!?!?!?!!!!! I yelled back GTFO...after he left I totally broke down crying. I feel harassed and chased into a corner in my own home! I am so mad, and so shocked that I don't even know how to handle it. I have never felt so assaulted, and at the same time, my husband just stood there and let it happen.
Am I being over sensitive? omg, I just feel like I have no damn escape from the world...it's no wonder my feet look like Shreks feet and my BP is sky high today. I don't know if I should go run some errands for alone time, or try to hide in my room, which now doesn't feel safe!
Sorry this is so long...I just had to lose it....and my journal wasn't cutting it. Feel free to hijack the thread and break down yourself if you need to. We should just leave all the negative crap on one thread anyway so the rest can be happy posts yeah?
: Insane. Absolutely insane. I'm speechless!
Can I station you outside my door while I take a shower? lol. I can see the headlines "harassed pregnant woman flies off the handle...." we could all just sit on the jerk with all our belly weight until HE barfs. 
) But I sure felt alot better.
I would be the crazy pregnant woman chasing them all the way down the street. 
