Mr. G and I are very different. Always have been. That fact has always worked out well for us. He is strong in certain things, I am strong in others, and it compliments well.
I am noticing in this pregnancy, the differences are starting to annoy me. In our grief over M, I respected our differences and was aware that we would not handle everything the same, and I had to accept that. It might be pregnancy hormones, but I am finding difficult to accept that he doesn't want to do everything exactly like me in regards to baby girl.
Example: I talk of "if" baby girl comes home, when the topic of her coming home arises. Now before anyone think I can't think positive, it isn't that. I see it as realistic. I don't say it with negativity or sadness, but with the matter of factness born of the knowledge that not all babies do come home. I focus very much on my happiness of being with her NOW, I don't focus or even talk much about the finish line. But when I do, it's "if".
Mr. G's family has been annoying me because I feel like all they talk about is when baby girl is home. Well, she might not be coming home, remember M? Can we just be happy for right now? And love her now? And cherish her now? All their talk centers on "when baby girl is here...." fill in the blank.
When I mentioned this annoyance to Mr. G, (did not specifically mention his family as the perpetrators) I did so because he joins in this talk, and that annoys me. His response? He likes it, it makes him feel hopeful.
Okay, Okay, I should accept this difference. Well, I am annoyed. Rational? Probably not. I just think everyone should do what I do, and keep me comfortable, okay? Now how big a brat am I in your eyes now?