I love my DH, and he's so supportive, but I just need to vent, because he obviously doesn't get it. I've mentioned to him numerous times about how I don't want to notify people when I'm making ANY progress just because the constant questioning only gets worse. This includes not letting my IL's know...they live across the stinkin' street, and my SIL asks me EVERY time I see her "any contractions?" (sheesh, she had an unplanned pregnancy and only went to 37 weeks so she had a baby for over 2 weeks by this point! No clue...), and my MIL asks me every time "Are you doing anything?" obviously meaning having ctx and stuff (is that a dumber than dumb way to word it? If I had the guts to say something, I'd list out everything I had "done" up until that point and say "Yes, I'm doing things").
Anyway, today I'm trying to take a day off from TRYING to make progress. This morning I mentioned to DH that I was having a few BH from teh moment I woke up (which meant NOTHING and I tried to make that clear, but I was just trying to make conversation with him about something) and he had to mention that to my IL's when he went over there shortly after (because they asked him...can't they just leave it alone? You'd think they'd never had kids before!!!!). So he calls me and I hear MIL in the background say "Tell her we'll pray for her!" which of course is very sweet and kind but now they think I'm going somewhere with this.
: AND, we're going over there for dinner and I am going to be REALLY irritated if they start asking me questions...and unfortunately I'm not gutsy enough to speak my mind or even ask them to stop. 
Anyway, I tried to explain to DH earlier why I REALLY didn't want him saying ANYTHING to ANYONE, and we got in a big fight, mostly because he doesn't see why not, that he can't control what other people ask, and that when I said "You have no idea what it's like to deal with the questions at this point" he said "Yes I do! People ask me about you all the time!!"
Oh man, I tried and tried and tried to explain to him that he DOES NOT have any idea, but he doesn't get it and really thinks he understands and that it shouldn't be a big deal. Yeah, well, HE can fit comfortably into more than one pair of underwear...HE has more options than just one pair of pajama pants to wear during the day...HE has more than just one shirt that fits comfortably...HE can wear any pair of shoes he wants and doesn't have to live in flip flops...HE can sleep in any position he wants and not wake up in pain...HE doesn't have to anticipate the physical/emotional aspects of labor (both good and nervewracking)...
You gals understand. I just wish he did, even though I know that's impossible unless he gets to be pregnant for a day.
Anyway, today I'm trying to take a day off from TRYING to make progress. This morning I mentioned to DH that I was having a few BH from teh moment I woke up (which meant NOTHING and I tried to make that clear, but I was just trying to make conversation with him about something) and he had to mention that to my IL's when he went over there shortly after (because they asked him...can't they just leave it alone? You'd think they'd never had kids before!!!!). So he calls me and I hear MIL in the background say "Tell her we'll pray for her!" which of course is very sweet and kind but now they think I'm going somewhere with this.
: AND, we're going over there for dinner and I am going to be REALLY irritated if they start asking me questions...and unfortunately I'm not gutsy enough to speak my mind or even ask them to stop. 
Anyway, I tried to explain to DH earlier why I REALLY didn't want him saying ANYTHING to ANYONE, and we got in a big fight, mostly because he doesn't see why not, that he can't control what other people ask, and that when I said "You have no idea what it's like to deal with the questions at this point" he said "Yes I do! People ask me about you all the time!!"

Oh man, I tried and tried and tried to explain to him that he DOES NOT have any idea, but he doesn't get it and really thinks he understands and that it shouldn't be a big deal. Yeah, well, HE can fit comfortably into more than one pair of underwear...HE has more options than just one pair of pajama pants to wear during the day...HE has more than just one shirt that fits comfortably...HE can wear any pair of shoes he wants and doesn't have to live in flip flops...HE can sleep in any position he wants and not wake up in pain...HE doesn't have to anticipate the physical/emotional aspects of labor (both good and nervewracking)...
You gals understand. I just wish he did, even though I know that's impossible unless he gets to be pregnant for a day.










