Thanks guys! Yola...I don't go in to be induced until tomorrow at 5pm, so there is still over 24 hours left!!
The thing with hubby is....he is just like that. I mean his first wife told me that when she went into labor, he had to finish his fried chicken before he took her to the hospital...she can't eat fried chicken to this day. I know that sounds awful...and he would not do that with me, that was 17 years ago, and he has changed alot since then...but he still has his moments where he reverts back to being a jerk.
Maybe last night was my fault, I really don't know....his mother had called me and told me that my step-daughter wanted to ride up to the hospital with us when I go to be induced. And that is sweet of her, but his mother and I both agreed, that it could be many hours before I give birth, and she would be sitting in the waiting room alone all that time....AND the big one for me...is that hubby is looking for any excuse he can NOT to be in the room with me the whole time...he was not in the delivery room with either of his two kids, and he is very squimish about it, even though I told him he doesn't actually have to LOOK at it, just look at my face, and hold my hand. He finally agreed to it...BUT...I know if his daughter is out in the waiting room...he will be running out there to be with her every 10 minutes, and might not even be in the room when Amber is born, and I will be all stressed out because he isn't in the room, and I just want him to sit in the room with me the whole time for support, and not be running around.
And his mother actually agreed with me!!
So I told hubby I thought it would be better if his daughter came up sometime on Friday, since I will be alot closer to having her, or may have already had her. Then she can see the baby.
Is that being selfish of me?? Because he said it was, and raised his voice, and said "Well whatever, you always get what you want anyway"
Which is SO NOT TRUE!!!!! Then he told me I was making a big deal out of nothing, etc. etc.
Then it got worse from there...because he was cussing, and I said I didn't deserve to be treated that way and cussed at, and asked him to apologize..and he said, no, I won't. And then I told him how much of a jerk I thought he was being...and I threw in a few choice words, I should have left out...and then he got up and slammed the bedroom door.
Sorry for going into all of this here.......I don't want you all to think he is a big jerk, but sometimes he really can be. If I didn't love him so much, I would be gone.
he never tries to comfort me if I am scared...when we went to the doctor Monday there was some problem with the babies heartbeat, turned out it was okay, after they did two more tests...but I was really worried, and I swear all he could think about was that he had not eaten yet, and this whole thing was taking alot of time.
Thank you for letting me vent here...I hadn't planned on it, but it does help to get things off my chest!!!!!!!!!!! I usually keep stuff like this private...but I know I am among friends here.