TBH, I feel like I am entitled to sitting around on my butt all day & expect my husband to do all of the cooking and cleaning instead of relaxing.
Food smells AND cleaning smells make me gag. I'm tired from work. I'm worried about money. I'm stressed out about the future. I haven't even sent my niece's Christmas present. None of my pants fit and I'm not even 9 weeks yet. He still gets to eat, drink and smoke things that I cannot. I'm probably having caffeine withdrawals. I can't take the ONLY herbal supplement that helped my anxiety AND cured morning sickness & fatigue almost instantly. Why can't he just treat me like a baby and let me sleep all day while I eat these stupid crackers.