What happens to your old hobbies? They vanish as you and your spouse both envision strangling each other – but don’t.
The above picture is of my wife in her natural habitat – the bath. To pacify her in this time of emotional tyranny, I gave her ice cream and let her chow down right out of the container. I even promised not to make fun of her for it – a promise I’ve somewhat kept. She even had her phone to scroll through Facebook.
I used this precious and rare time to play my current favorite game – Fallout 4 – modded because I have joined the PC master race. Kid in a candystore, but this was one of my final pieces.
Welcome to marriage – pregnancy stage. Prepare yourself gentlemen.
My problem isn’t one that most men complain of – a lack of sex. We average sex twice a day. It’s my pride, the way our fights escalate, the hobbies I don’t want to give up, and the fact that I keep forgetting my wife is my wife – pregnant and not someone you can reason with. Speaking in generalities, women respond to emotions and men to logic – though I’m seeing alot more emotional men these days. I keep forgetting this.
Because I don’t want to be a complete loser, I’m trying to develop more productive hobbies – which does suck. I miss my video games, and I resent the amount of time I’ve been forced to give up playing them – regardless of how “mature” it makes me.
When I get home from work, I want to be lazy. I suppose now that I am a father with one son and another on the way, it is time to be responsible and look into new hobbies that my kids will share with me once they get a bit older.
That video game, I want to play it, without condemnation, nagging, or weird bouts of jealousy that I can drink alcohol and she can’t. To this end, I am in her crosshairs – if she can’t have fun, I can’t either. Now this is illogical, wrong, and plain out vicious, but that doesn’t matter. She’s pregnant and emotional.
My lovely nympho wife will nag me about productivity – which is escalated depending on how bad her pregnancy hormones are that day. Alas, it has me writing more. While I’ve sacrificed my prized video game time, my sex life is that of envy – we average twice a day with passionate bouts of love.
Today, I bring to you the subject of surviving your first year of marriage with a pregnant wife. If you are with a women who is pregnant, throw out everything you know about her before she decided to carry your offspring. Prepare for hell on emotional wheels of wrath.
Her raging, vicious, and unpredictable moodswings are now your problem. She may start crying randomly, and by the end of it taking swings at you because of her rantings about her parents or yours. I’m not even referring to the verbal wrath that you will incur in the process – that’s just a bonus. So what do you do?
You can’t reason with the beast. You can’t argue with it.
But you can pacify it. As a man, it’s one of the most important tools you can learn to use when you have a family.
Behold, I give to you my fellow men, a weapon with which to master her emotions in their raw and uncontrollable state (1); the manly, yet smooth, alluring, and sexual hug.
Now I’m a proud and stubborn man, and when my wife has either hit me or attacked me in the most vicious way with perfectly chosen words to inflict the most damage to my sanity, I don’t want to hug her. (In fact I want to hit her back after she’s hit me.) Again, muh pride.
Shockingly, I swore I would never allow a woman to do this to me. Yet as she is my wife and the mother of my children, my tolerance for BS has gone up – because I love her. Love changes things. It really does. I am a proponent of the manosphere, but my wife is my wife, not just another plate. (Also, dread game is a NO when your wife is pregnant, plus my wife is already very jealous and will beat up other women for looking at me wrong. )
I want to fight back with the nastiest words in my arsenal possible to make her feel the same anguish. “Hurts doesn’t it?”
Indeed it does, especially when she’s pregnant. Of course, she will remember those fights far into the future and berate you later with, “You said these terrible things to me when I was pregnant,” regardless of any words of war directed at you, the suffering father.
Women fight very well with words, a favor I can return. But should I? Should a pregnant women hear anything anything else that will make her emotions scream? Stress is also an issue and it can cause miscarriages. My pride though. It’s very angry and upset. It’s been unjustly wounded. Yet again, I swallow it, or at least I should.
Hug her tight – from behind and then move to the front. Slowly massage her shoulders and lower back. Get her calmed down. Physical touch will do what the most logical of words will not. Kiss her neck, suck on her earlobe a bit. Then notice what starts to happen. Her face changes.
Your other weapon (2) : Angry frustrated pent up sex.
When women are pregnant, their raging hormones need to be released. They are bottled up like a kid holding his breath. Sexist sounding or not, the truth is the truth. So take control of the situation and arouse your wife in the process.
Those raging hormones? Well, release them. Direct them toward the bed. Or couch. Or bathroom.
If your wife already has a high sex drive, pregnancy will GREATLY escalate it. So grab her pants, and drop them down. Get aggressive. Wrestle with her in that bed. Or on the floor. Your video games may suffer, but your sex life will rise to new hard peaks.
So many of our fights could have been de-escalated, but since I was mad at her from her either hitting me or trashing me, I didn’t want to have sex with her – I was too livid. I had too much pride. A simple hug and escalation to sex could have solved it.
I must admit, she’s even told me to hug her and hold her tight – and also to pull her pants down when we are fighting. In this, me and her are different. My anger at that moment, I must swallow. She doesn’t need words of logic about why she is being an unreasonable bitch -something she knows as well. She needs a hug and to be led to the bedroom.
Never underestimate the power of sex.
Learn from me, swallow your anger at that moment, and pound it out deep. Never has there been a more perfect time for a spanking in that love making. She will love you, and you will love her.
I wish you luck gentlemen.