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What is the stupidest thing you said or had said to you during pregnancy by your spouse?
The thing that made you the most irrational or upset.
I had a T-shirt, years ago, that said "I have the body of a god. Unfortunately, that god is Buddah."
It was funny until I was about 8 months along with my first, when my husband (just prior to getting into the shower) rubbed my belly and said "What a cute Buddah belly you have!"
I wept bitterly and inconsolably for about half an hour, at which point my husband finally realized his comment had been ill thought out, and that he needed to stop with the "but it was a joke!" and start with the apologies.
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Permalink Reply by mightyninjamom on -
After trying to explain my frustration at not feeling very good (I'd had to inject antiemetics during our childbirthing class) AlphaGeek accused me of not wanting to feel better, and in doing so implied that I could overcome hyperemesis by willpower and the power of positive thinking. Yes, because I wanted that stupid PICC line put in, and wanted to vomit/dry heave convulsively every twenty mintues for five hour stretches.
It turned out that's not exactly what he meant, but the damage was done. There is nothing about my pregnancy with the Little Miss I remember with any fondness whatsoever. Including his treatment of me.
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Permalink Reply by bap2 on
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Funny Story: During my first pregnancy we were at some river festival (I think I was about 10 weeks). I asked him to get me a mint chocolate chip ice cream cup. He comes back with a cup of Creme de Menthe ice cream. I sorely CRAVED the ice cream, I needed the ice cream, but as I ate it this totally irrational thought came over me--THIS IS ALCOHOL!! I lost my ever-loving MIND. I just started freaking out, telling him that he MUST want a brain damaged baby! This went on for a while and we just left.
Second pregnancy, I ate Creme de Menthe ice cream AND had about 1/4 of a co-workers Gin Fizz. The raw egg I think was more of a threat than the gin....oh well!
Not Funny Story: My husband was a dick during my second labor a month ago. My first labor was 6 hours, this one was 19. About 10 hours into it, I'm a mess. Some gems from him include. "I can't talk to you, you're being irrational." , "Stop freaking out." , "I need my sleep or I'll be a wreck tomorrow.", "This chair is uncomfortable to sleep in, I'm going all the way over to the couch--it's too bright in here." So I spent 19 hours not really talking to anyone, wanting things that were 4-5 feet away but unable to reach them in pain, while he slept most of the time and complained about commissary turkey sandwiches. He should have just gone home. The nurses kept coming in when he was sleeping asking if something they were doing was alienating him and how could they make him feel more of a part of things. They flat out asked him to help and he said, "Oh, I just get in the way." So some poor nurse had to wipe my puke face and feed me ice chips. I can't even imagine what they thought of him over there:).
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Permalink Reply by DonnaKat on -
There were several comments about how other women seem to be able to be pregnant, care for a toddler, and maintain an immaculate home all at the same time. This was when I was 8.5 months pregnant and could barely pick something up from the floor if I wanted to. Then about a week after my c-section he would tell people I could really walk up and down the stairs all I wanted to, I just had decided not to. You know, to be an inconvenience. Not because of the pain and subsequent extra bleeding that would occur if I walked up and down the stairs too fast or more than once a day.
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Permalink Reply by Herasmus B. Dragon on
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From him to me: "All you want to do is sit with your feet up. I'm tired of grocery store convenience food."
From me to him: "No, honey, you don't need to cancel your trip, I can manage."
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Permalink Reply by Andromeda on -
Bap- my husband ate thai chicken soup the day i went into labor with my first KNOWING that it always gave him a stomach ache and made him sick. he spent the whole night at the hospital complaining of a stomach ache while i was having intense contractions. at one point he needed to go lay down. i had to have my BFF come in and stay with me through the night because he was out of commission. i wouldn't have been so pissed if it was just a fluke thing, but he KNEW he always got sick. it reminded me of the time my mom was getting chemo and my dad was complaining to the oncology doctor about how bad his paper-cut hurt.
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Why would someone repeatedly eat something that makes them sick? Is the soup THAT good?
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Permalink Reply by ks on -
I don't have anything nearly as bad as what some of you all do, but funny story:
When I was about to pop with N my lower back was hurting something fierce, so I was laying on the floor on my back with my feet on the couch to make it feel better. And I got stuck that way, like a turtle turned over on its back. In retrospect, I can only imagine that I looked hilarious. However, when I called Mr. S to come help me up, he started laughing hysterically and told me that I looked like a beached whale. I was Not Happy with him for days after that.
And then on the way to the hospital a few days later, while I was in serious pain and having god-awful contractions, he decided that it was absolutely necessary to swing by the ATM and get cash, "just in case" he needed it for parking or something. Also Not Happy.
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Permalink Reply by Andromeda on
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i never claimed my husband was the "smart" one. (and apparently he *really* likes the soup)
Herasmus B. Dragon said:Why would someone repeatedly eat something that makes them sick? Is the soup THAT good?
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Permalink Reply by pocket_amazon on -
s told me to stop eating so much peanut butter, you know because all the butter in it was not good for me.
After that I told him that he could never say anything about what I eat.
PS- hi guys, it's been awhile!
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Permalink Reply by Feynman? on -
GAH!? he also would want a fierce kick in the shin! POWER OF MANIFESTATION!! HA!
mightyninjamom said:
After trying to explain my frustration at not feeling very good (I'd had to inject antiemetics during our childbirthing class) AlphaGeek accused me of not wanting to feel better, and in doing so implied that I could overcome hyperemesis by willpower and the power of positive thinking. Yes, because I wanted that stupid PICC line put in, and wanted to vomit/dry heave convulsively every twenty mintues for five hour stretches.
It turned out that's not exactly what he meant, but the damage was done. There is nothing about my pregnancy with the Little Miss I remember with any fondness whatsoever. Including his treatment of me.
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