Men...Men...Men

They can be such wonderful beings at time and make you so happy and content and then other times you just want to oooohhhhh. I swear. So to start it off with I had to go back to the doctors office on Tuesday afternoon because I was having the symptoms of a yeast infection, which I just had one last month too. So I called them to ask them because I am pregnant if I can use the same over the counter treatment that I always
do, and they said no to come in so that the doctor could see me. So I went there and saw the doctor and he said that he wasn’t sure what to give me during the first trimester, and he went and consulted with 2 midwives and I think he said two other doctors and he told me to use the exact same thing that I always use. (and this was before I had told him that is what I always use). He also basically said that because I am normally prone to them and I am pregnant now, that I am going to be even more prone to them. He also only had one suggestion for me to prevent them which was not to sit in a wet bathing suit which I don’t do anyway and I told him that, and the other suggestion was to maybe try yogurt. And that was it. So that wasn’t that many suggestions. During the exam I think that he was trying to be funny, even though he didn’t actually smile while saying it, and he said (after I told him that one of the reasons I thought I had a yeast infection was because during and after sex it burned) so he said why was I having sex now anyway, we already accomplished our goal and got me pregnant, to which I of course responded cause I enjoy it and I also made a comment about having two other kids. And then he saw the book that I was reading and said if you have two other kids already why are you reading a book on pregnancy. So yeah, I guess he was trying to be funny, but he said it with such a straight face that it really leaves you wondering if he was joking or not. So from that night (Tuesday) to tonight being that last night now, I have had to use the wonderful feeling yeast infection treatment, I am so happy that
tonight will be the last night for that. Ugh.

So okay, on the boyfriend subject, who is what the subject line is about. The first thing that he did that perturbed me was something that we were discussing. I asked him if we weren’t getting married, and hadn’t had that discussion and weren’t married
before the baby was born if he would have wanted the baby to have his last name, and he said that yes he did. Which was fine, I had thought about that previously anyway, and I would have given the baby his last name without any issues. Then I mentioned to him what I am planning which is once I file for divorce going to back to my maiden name (the last name that I had from birth). And I asked him if he would mind if when we got married I kept that last name and didn’t take his. You would think that I had shot a puppy from the look on his face, he even started to almost cry,
his eyes filled up. I even mentioned that I would have kept the middle and then hyphenated it with his name, but then it would have been so long. So he made a
really bad comment which made him sound like a complete you know what which was that once I was able to bring in a six figure income that I could keep my own name. which was such a wrong comment. Then on Wednesday night I went to sleep at 9:15pm because was so tired, and he called me while I was sleeping at like 10pm, so I tried to ignore my phone ringing, but he called me three more times after the first time until I finally answered the phone only to ask me a question that could have waited until the morning. So that annoyed me, even though later he said that if he had known that he wouldn’t have called me but he didn’t think that I would be sleeping that early. Then last night he said that he had off this Sunday which is a very rare occurrence for him, unless he requested it ahead of time, it is very rare for him to get the actual day off, so he was asking for us to go to his church. Now I am not the most church going person at all, very far from it, so asking this of me at all is something, never mind the fact that he had already asked me to come with him for thanksgiving day mass, and really wanted me to go for that, and I was actually considering going for that, so now this I don’t know. I am not sure if I want to go, and also then if I don’t go, then I know that it will cause him to be unhappy I am sure. I don’t know, I personally don’t know whether I want to go or not. At least if I do go, I know that I will just have my daughter and not my son and my daughter, because Sundays are his fathers day to have him. I don’t know. so that is something else on my mind.