I had my third pre-natal drs appt today. I was nervous because I have had miscarriages in the past. DH couldn't make it. He had to work 8-4. Fine! Whatever. I also needed to have blood taken ( I get dizzy) so my dad was gonna go. DH flipped out saying That I am an adult and should be able to go by myself. Fine FU I went by myself. (If DH really wants to be concerned with people not growing up he shold look at his BD who still calls him, DADA depite constant reminders not to)BLAH.

DH calls me on the way to the appt. He's out early and wished he could go but he car pooled and needs to bring the other guys back. SO I go alone. Everythings great. They had a little trouble finding the heartbeat ( big scare for me) but then they found it and it was strong! However I have a bad cold and they were concerend. I have a list of approved meds on my fridge. I called DH after the appt (he was still hanging at the office with his friends) and asked him to get me the name of an approved coiugh medicine. OKay he says. 2 hours later he still hasn't called me with the name. I'm leaving work now and I called him. He is still at the office with his friends. He tells me just get tylenol. For a cough? What an A$$

I am so freakin sick of being the last thing he thinks about. If his little princess had need something he sure as hell would have been right on it. I feel so invisible all the time.