Insensitive Clod

I’ve decided that I am no longer watching A Baby Story on TLC. This isn’t because something bad happened, but because today there was a husband who actually had a clue.

It really sucks to figure out that while you are listening to this soon to be third time dad say ON CAMERA that he thinks his wife needs to be made to feel like she’s pretty while she’s pregnant, not fat or anything like that and he tells her at least once a day if not more that she’s pretty, and your husband only tells you things like this when you say something about him never saying nice things to me. Umm, when you say things like I’m your “gorgeous wife” doesn’t count when I make a comment about needing to hear it first. That kind of makes any comment you make at that particular point useless for about an hour or more.

You wonder why things for me aren’t like they use to be. Part of this is hormones, and part of it is you. Granted you’ve never been great about giving me compliments (like I only get them when I dress up or put make up on) but right now it really counts.

And I may not be on bedrest, but when I’m dealing with all the crap (health wise) that I am already and you get pissy because I either didn’t do anything all day while I was home, or make snide comments about it, personally my opinion is you can take a flying leap. And comments like what were made at dinner last night, really don’t fly to far, except to send my anger soaring, and really are not helping your overall situation right now.