So you know it's not a great day when you talk to your ob/gyn about getting pregnant and they ask if you've considered weight loss surgery.
To cap the 24 hours hubby has been an asshat. Called me a shit, a wuss, and stupid...and on top of that he called me those really lovely names in front of our 5 year old. So much for feeling loved and cherished. And what about teaching our daughter what to expect and how she should be treated by the one who promises to love and cherish her?
So now I'm all in a funk and sad and weepy...happy valentine's day weekend to me.
This is not normal behavior for my husband so no worries there...just need to find out what is wrong with him.
