Six months pregnant, juggling swollen feet, cravings, and a full-time job, I expected love and support. But what did I get from my dear husband? A piggy bank with a note telling me to “SAVE UP” for maternity leave. Guess who’s about to get a rude awakening?
Pregnancy is supposed to be this magical time, right? All joy, anticipation, and that adorable baby bump glow. Well, let me tell you, it can also be when your husband suddenly forgets how to be human. I’m Regina, 35, and I thought I had life figured out until my darling Dan threw me a curveball that would make a saint swear…Hey, babe!” Dan called out as I waddled through the front door, my six-month-pregnant belly leading the way. “How was work?”
I groaned, kicking off my shoes. “Like being a beached whale in an office chair. But I managed.”
Dan chuckled, his eyes falling to the shopping bag in my hand. “Ooh, what’d you get?”
“A dress that doesn’t make me feel like a sausage in casing,” I replied, pulling out a flowy maternity dress. “This is so comfortable! Just what I need to squeeze my growing belly and breathe easily.”o, seriously,” he continued, his face oddly serious. “You should start saving up.”
“For what?” I asked, confused. “The baby stuff? We’ve been putting money aside for months, yeah?”
Dan shook his head, looking at me like I was missing something obvious.“No, for when you’re not working after the baby comes. You’ll still need to cover your half of the bills, remember?”
I blinked, certain I had misheard him. “I’m sorry, what?”
“Well, yeah,” Dan said, as if explaining that water is wet. “We’ve always split everything 50/50. Why should that change just because you’re having a baby? Fair and square!”an,” I said slowly, “you do realize I’ll be recovering from pushing a tiny human out of my body, right? And then taking care of said human 24/7? Postpartum recovery. You do get the concept, yeah?”
He shrugged. “Yeah, but that doesn’t mean our expenses will magically disappear. And I ain’t gonna magically start earning twice as much. Start saving now so you won’t fall behind.”“So, let me get this straight. While I’m on unpaid maternity leave, healing from childbirth, and taking care of our newborn, you expect me to contribute exactly the SAME as when I’m working full-time?”
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