For the past couple of days, Isaac treated me like I was a fragile woman. At first, I enjoyed it coz his attention was on me but as days passed it got me irritated. He’s overreacting to whatever I do. Like today I just wanted to prepare breakfast for him but he threw me out of the kitchen.
“Princess, what are you doing? Isaac said exasperatedly when he saw me inside our kitchen.
“Cooking, can’t you see? I said sarcastically, ignoring him.
“Princess, the stove is hot. Let me do it, have a seat at the table and wait for me it will not take long”. he said and took the spatula to me.
“I can do it. I’m not disabled, I’m just pregnant”. I said annoyed.
“Princess, I know you can but just let me do it for you. Okay. Our little angel will be hot if you stay here. Wait for me at the table, hmm”. he said and I walked out of the kitchen annoyed. I think it’s true that when you’re pregnant you can’t control your hormones. I’m too sensitive and I have the worst mood swings.
