I'll apologize now for the swearing...
I am so fucking tired of my husband being in a bad mood. Seriously.
I don't know what to do anymore.
This morning he couldn't find his keys so instead of saying "Hey, have you seen my keys?" he starts stomping around and getting sup[er pissed off about it.
So I ask him calmly if he could tone it down in front of our (almost)2 year old.
He then starts flipping out because the lens cap isn't on his camera and he can't find it...not my fault, not the baby's fault...so again I ask him to calm down because Silas is going to learn to lose his shit every time things aren't perfect.
He continues to bitch and moan even though I found his keys for him, so I started washing dishes(his fucking dishes from last night)
Then he impatiently asks me to bring Silas to the front door so he can say bye to him. Like I was supposed to just know that he was done being a baby and was ready to leave for work.
So I said "Sorry, I didn't know you were done having your hissy fit."
Not all that mature I know...but how much of this constant complaining and negativity am I supposed to just sit back and let happen?
I'm not going to keep my mouth shut when someone is constantly angry around my impressionable toddler.
So of course when I made the crack about him having a hissy fit, he went off the fucking deep end and started yelling at me and making up things that were said that weren't(like he usually does)
So I continue to ask him to stop acting like that in front of Silas, so he starts doing it more and louder.
He keeps saying "Well when are we suppose to do this if we aren't allowed to do it in front of Silas?"
So I start explaining that the more disrespect he shows me and the more he flips out over little things, the more Silas is going to do the very same thing and it's not fair to me.
He dumps this load of negative bullshit all over this fucking house and then goes to work, leaving me to deal with a toddler who doesn't understand why daddy was yelling and why mommy is crying.
Such bullshit.
So he walks outside, slams the door behind him(because he's such an adult) and then five minutes later comes in and says "I'm taking the truck to work."
So I said "Ok, I guess Silas and I wont go anywhere today then."
And he loses it again and starts yelling at me.
"Where were you going to go?" Inan acusing tone and I said "Well nowhere now."
To which he replies "Yeah, exactly what I thought."
It wasn't the point that I now have to stay home all day that pissed me off it was that he announced that he was taking MY truck to work, he didn't ask if he could use it, he didn't leave me the car seat he just said he was taking it, yelled at me then left.
He has also already started trying to blame everything on me being irrational because I'm pregnant.
He did that the last time I was pregnant and yes I was irrational at times but not every single argument that we had was because 'I' was overreacting.
This pregnancy so far is totally different and I am not being irrational and super moody. Not yet anyways, so to have HIS bad mood blamed on me and my "hormones" is a real piss off.
There is no getting through to him. I have talked calmly, I've gotten angry, I've cried, I've ignored, yet nothing seems to make any difference.
I'm sick of it. ↓
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