The Office first. WH and I watched the whole British series. I definitely thought it was funny but I remember being so offended by Ricky's friend-- you know that friend, the womanizer? He was such a jerk!! The American jerk was much softer for me. Ok, just had to say that.
Major catastrophiser. .. I'd have to say my WH was as well. Not in a depressed way exactly, but in a very anxious way. (I even had a dream last night that he got fired, so I guess I have some of the anxieties too. . . )
God, aren't you glad we're so far away from Dec 27? Just hearing about it is awful.
About the pediatrician rec, we were probably talking about that in Dec. All this stuff happened in Jan. So there was some time. See, I didn't make WH do anything. I didn't ask for anything. I was going into this prepared to do everything already. Seriously. That's how. . . picky and irritable WH is. And how invisible I try to be. I was going to try to balance placating him with taking care of the baby. That's why I have some relief now. I know that if he and I get back together or my next H, I need to feel like I can ask for things. And know that I have a true partner in responsibility and not try to do everything myself.
I'm so glad to hear, NM, that S is mellow! I will also now subscribe to the theory of the more stressful pregnancy.
And I have heard about the baby-looking-like-father theory. In fact, I think I noticed it myself, too. First babies typically look like their dads. Seconds like moms. That's what I seem to have noticed. And it seems evolutionarily spot-on.
Oh, and P, no worries about repeating. It is tricky to keep our sitches straight, especially when we keep learning about each other.
Nov- H depressed Dec- H suicidal, talks to me about not being with me but I must have denied it because I didn't acknowledge it Jan 14- H starts therapy. 6 days later, tells me he can't do this. Jan 20- I move to SIL. (In the days in between, I tried to stay at our apartment and . . . I don't know, make it work, I guess. But he was not coming home 'till 2 or 3 and not responding to texts and it was getting to be too stressful. It was his birthday on the 19th and not being with me hurt too much.) Jan 27 ish- We meet, I tell him off "coward" "f-you" etc Feb 4 ish- We meet, I ask if this is sep or divorce. He rolls his eyes and says he GUESSES sep. Feb 5- I'm getting confused to my own story. At some point here I found out he made out with work chick and so I started finding my own apartment. Feb 10 ish- We have one session of marital counseling. He goes so we can 'communicate' (his family was pushing like crazy for him to just do MC) and the therapist tells us that it's not the time for us to MC Feb 19- I packed up my stuff at our apartment with a TON of friends and moved to my own place
And then dim. He wanted money from me, I said no, he got pissed, time passed, I wrote up contract, and now we're here. (Oh yeah and I called him to start D and then changed my mind mostly because of P!)
