Right, so my hair is hennaed, I didn't epilate yet but it doesn't take long... was too annoyed yesterday to do it.
Yesterday I washed up after every meal, put all the dishes away, did 3 loads of laundry and put the clothes away, including our bedding which I thenironed and replaced (husband helped with the duvet cover), tidied at intervals through the day, tidied my husband's t-shirt shelf in the wardrobe as although I only sorted it recently he has made a huge mess of it, emptied my wardrobe and sorted all the clothes neatly, made dough for pizzas and chopped ingredients for toppings, bathed Ilana, played with Ilana in her little tent, played with La and her Disney figures, got her clothes ready for bed.
Husband mostly sat around on his arse sorting out his old phone which he is selling, was grumpy as hell, moaned that I had chopped yellow peppers and not red ones, said I hadn't defrosted enough pizza sauce, told me the duvet cover was still wet round the edges. Then at 6.30 he decided he was incredibly stressed and needed to go out for a drink 'just for half an hour' and came back an hour later just as moody. At 7.30 I asked if he wanted to watch a show we had recorded and he said he was really tired and just wanted to go to bed.
He got up with La in the night twice the night before but insists it was more than that (it wasn't, I always wake for her), swore and moaned every time he did get up with her, got up at 7.30am for the day and then La came in to wake me three times and I could hear that he knew she was and he didn't stop her. I was up for the day by 8.30am.
What bloody planet do men live on? The thing is, even if I talk to him about it he genuinely will not see the problem. He is just not there and doesn't see that I am 39 WEEKS BLOODY PREGNANT AND TIRED AND NEED TO BE LOOKED AFTER.