In my household it's not a pregnancy if there isn't a fight between DH and I over food. Anyone else? Let's hear your stories!
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Here are mine: We laugh now that our biggest fight (we almost never even have an argument) was when I was pregnant with Norah and he didn't check the McDonald's drive through bag to make sure they had my fries. It escalated because I always remind him to check the bag because they always get it wrong...
This pregnancy, the food fight was yesterday. DH was coming home later than usual so I asked if he could pick up subway. He implied that I should only get a 6 in. and I got really upset. He has never been supportive with food cravings (of which I've had very little or hardly give into) this whole pregnancy and it makes me feel horrible. I'm a bigger girl anyway so I've always struggled with food issues and i have been doing great this pregnancy (I thought). He always says, "you shouldn't eat that" or something like that. He has just been a dick!
BFP #2 11/6/13 - EDD 7/14/14 - blighted ovum discovered @ 7w - natural m/c @ 10w3d
BFP #3 5/25/14 - EDD 2/1/15 - Hoping this is our 2nd little owl
A/S findings: Baby is a girl! EIF found on heart
but maternit21 came back neg for chromosome disorders!!
Re: Food Fight
We fight because my husband eats so unhealthy and like a teenager so whenever its his turn to
"cook" we have pizza or burgers or something unhealthy and I hate feeling greasy and gross and like we are always eating crap. Before he only had to cook once a week (I love cooking) but since I have been pregnant he tries to help out and "cook" more. So I pretty much either end up eating junk, or spending all week cooking so that we don't die of scurvy. I try and tell him that "cooking" unhealthy crap isn't going to fly when baby is here so he better start trying a little harder to find healthier options (he is actually a fantastic cook--he is just a total junk food addict). This weekend was his turn and we had deep fried chicken on Saturday, burgers on sunday and pizza yesterday....pretty sure I could have gone through the drive through on my cooking night but instead I spend tons of time trying to make us balanced meals. Finally last night I had one bite and decided nope, and made myself a salad. He was all..what you don't like my choice? I told him that eating pure grease for three nights in a row does not make me feel good. yeck.
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BFP #2 11/6/13 - EDD 7/14/14 - blighted ovum discovered @ 7w - natural m/c @ 10w3d
BFP #3 5/25/14 - EDD 2/1/15 - Hoping this is our 2nd little owl
A/S findings: Baby is a girl! EIF found on heart
but maternit21 came back neg for chromosome disorders!!
DH has been fantastic during pregnancy. Pre-pregnancy when I'm on my usual one month diet and give up, he gets really hard on me. If he sees me cheating, he'll call me out but that's what he's suppose to do and I now realize that this is all really really irrelevant and unrelated because we're talking specifically during pregnancy. So...there's that!
ETA: I think I also just pulled a polka dots and now I feel bad. Definitely wasn't trying to toot my own horn.
Married 9/10/11 * BFP 6/9/14 * EDD 1/25/15
OH I forgot one night I actually cried. He was helping me make dinner and I was making butter chicken. I had to boil the yams, cut up the chicken, cook it, cut up onions and cook it all together with the sauce. The time it takes me is exactly 25 minutes. The rice takes exactly 20 minutes. DH was all--ooh I will help and make the rice. So he started it the same time as me and went outside and wasn't watching it. I figured he had it under control. When mine was done I went and lifted the lid on the rice. It was water. Not even boiling. I was sooo angry I yelled at him because I was so hungry, he had to start over again and it took him FOURTY minutes to make the rice that should have taken 20. Plus the 25 min it took me to make the food. So over an hour to make rice. I was crying because it was like 8:30 at night and I was so hungry. Seriously. I swear it takes him 6x as long to cook as me. And when I am hungry I want to eat NOW. I guess between this and him "cooking" take out, I should just suck it up and realize its better if I cook.
BFP #2 11/6/13 - EDD 7/14/14 - blighted ovum discovered @ 7w - natural m/c @ 10w3d
BFP #3 5/25/14 - EDD 2/1/15 - Hoping this is our 2nd little owl
A/S findings: Baby is a girl! EIF found on heart
but maternit21 came back neg for chromosome disorders!!
And here is where I confess to being a crazy kicking thread girl. E has been super active for weeks and bam... Nothing for 2 days. So yeah.. I was getting worried. So I told FI that I really wanted ice cream last night because the baby is always super active at night when I have dessert. Well, we were out of ice cream. I then tried to sweet talk him into going to the store or to get me a blizzard. Well that wasn't going to happen because it's cold and he didn't want to go. Living in a college town, there are a few places that deliver all kinds of stuff which we never order from because it's all cheap crap. Well, he looks them up, see they make their version of a blizzard and I order it. the guy tells me the total and I get off the phone. I told FI and he gets pissed. $4 delivery charge. Nothing makes him more mad than a delivery charge. He's a generous tipper but when it comes to delivery charges, I've learned to stay out of that. The whole time we are waiting for it to get here he just sat there all grumpy and muttering about it. There were a couple "stupid pregnancy cravings" comments that I ignored. Usually his bad attitude can ruin stuff for me.... But 30 mins after ice cream E was a kicking machine and I told him "$4 delivery charge is way cheaper than going to the doctor for every little worry" to which he responded with an annoyed side-eye
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Ronan had a cheeseburger from BK daily when I was pregnant with him and a bacon sundae. I'm so glad that they don't make bacon sundaes anymore. He's 100% healthy. Double proof that it's ok to indulge every once in a while.