Hello all
i am very very stressed[IMG=http://www.singaporemotherhood.com/forumboard/clipart/sad.gif] 1st of all after my hb try to discourage me from returning home on Fri. I stayed at his house. I cannot stand my mil. Seriously i think she is such an old hag, pardon me for saying this, cannot wash too many clothes at a go, cannot cook. Keep on nagging and sayin discouraging words like i don know how to take care of baby, Since hb is going back to work tml after one wk of unpaid leave... So many unhappy incidents happened that caused my hb and me to quarrel excessively these few days. Ok, i admit i am stressed to be at home without him soon. At the same time, i needed peace and zzz not nag, it's bugging me to the extent that when she opened her mouth even to talk i feel like throwing things at her. Is that post natal depression? Sometimes i feel so stuck as now is the seventh month i don want to bring baby out and yet feel so irritated at his house. Today, something really dramatic happened.. As last wk, she bought some fish and chicken for my hb to cook for me. On the outside it sure looked as if she's e good person mah, disaster started when my hb cooked e second meal for me. She started taking out all the washed plates and utensils to wash say it's oily so must rewash. Den nag. I told my hb not to cook anymore. Today he took out thread fin she bought which was not frozen just left in e fridge for over a wk uncovered, has a salted fish smell den i commented spoil my hb also said so as flies were flying to the meat. But she insisted no not spoil. She said buy already i didnt eat, thing is, she don let my hb cook how i eat? Terrible. So i went to e room and quarrelled with my hb and cried, many times i cried already. He went out to quarrel with his mum and sis also said his mum. I cannot take this kind of stress anymore i feel i will go berserk one day. Another thing is, many ppl including neighbours and brother in law say i look pale. Of cuz im pale mah imagine morning drink milo afternoon eat bread and night skip dinner. Nobody ever asked me am i hungry and mil only knows