He likes to joke how I am not the cleaning-type. Which I agree, because I spent 10 years of my life as a professional housecleaner to get me through college. Cleaning the toilet, vacuuming and the bathroom are not my priorities. But I happen to do all the laundry, clean the beds, declutter on a regular base and try to keep the bedroom and livingroom presentable. We divide the cooking, grocery shopping, dishwasher loading/unloading and general cleaning between us. I really like it when we spend one or two hours cleaning stuff together, it makes me feel like we're on the same page plus we can afterwards drink a cup of tea with a satisfied feeling together. It's not like I'm doing nothing all in the house!
Second thing that ittirates me is that E is asked for music perormances in November/December. I am due on November 20th, he hopes to do a concert on November 21th and is now practicing every Thursday night. Good for him, but I am feeling kind of left out. I like to go out and do stuff, dammit, but I can't because I'm getting more immobile and achy. Let's not even mention getting out of the house after the baby is born, or the prospect of getting up and walking the dog every three hours with a newborn in the house in the middle of winter.
Once the baby is born, I need time to recover. I also want to get back to teaching weekly classes at the end of Februari and right now I can't oversee the amount of organisation needed for me to be away from home and the baby for three hours. Contemplating new projects for January/February/March where he'll be away for another night a week is not helping me relax. Besides, up until I start working again, I'll be home 24/7 with the baby and I need him to help me out so I can take a shower or take a dump (that last one is apparently one of the hardest things of motherhood: going to the toilet for longer than three minutes). I'm a long term planning person who likes to keep an eye on everything that could go wrong, while he's a short term happy go lucky type of person. We are great together, but with the increasing stress of becoming parents some things make me go ugh.