Today-- I hate him

I hate Chris, I hate everything about him right now. He's so selfish, rude, and lazy. I can't take it anymore. Here I sit 8 months pregnant. I'm starving, I've made dinner two nights in a row. He comes home I ask if he's going to fix dinner "No, I'm not hungry" Well good for you that you're not hungry. Meanwhile I'm exhausted, and hungry and yesterday I made him dinner even after he called me a fucking cunt. He then made the kids peanut butter sandwiches and laughed at me while I cried trying to figure out what to eat. I hate him. I want him away from me. He's worthless. He makes shit for money, can't even pay HALF the house payment. He mows the lawn once every two weeks and acts like he's ran a fucking marathon afterwards. Then gets mad because I don't think it's a big deal. He does the laundry. Takes it to the basement, washes it, drys it, and then throws the fucking baskets on the floor for me to fold and take up to the bedroom and put every one's clothes away. THAT'S IT, THAT'S ALL HE DOES. Oh he'll make dinner maybe 3 times a week, he'll make breakfast once or twice a week. He takes Xavier to the babysitters every morning. I GET X DRESSED, I GET UP WITH X I GIVE X HIS BATHS (CHRIS RARELY DOES HE HAS TO BE TOLD WHEN TO GIVE X A BATH) Chris sleeps in until the very last minute then just worries about getting himself ready. In the mean time I TAKE CARE OF LETTING THE DOG OUT, MAKING SURE THE CAT HAS FOOD, MAKING SURE JOEL GETS UP AND AROUND, GETTING THE BOYS THEIR VITAMINS, X'S JUICE, JOEL'S LUNCH PACKED. What does Chris do? Not a fucking thing. Has he ever cleaned a litter box--- NOPE! Has he ever put clothes away NOPE! Has he ever scrubbed the bath tub--NOPE, scrubbed a toilet--NOPE!
I make the money, I take care of the house, and he gets away with doing as little as possible. HIS OWN MOTHER SAYS HE'S LAZY.
I'm so pissed at him right now.. oh and then to LAUGH at me because I'm so frustrated. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!?!? I told him to get the fuck out of my house. I threw all his clothes in the hallway. I told him I wasn't going to put his name on this baby's birth certificate, I told him that I was going to be the one laughing all the way to the bank when he gets raped for child support, I told him he needs to get off his fat ass and do something. I'm sick of being the man of the house. I hate it. I hate him. I say my share of hurtful things but Chris has it made so easy. He really does! He says I'm a crazy bitch all the time. Well I'm sorry but any woman that had to put with his ass would have to take Zoloft! He doesn't even fucking take care of himself. He doesn't shower every day. It's SO DISGUSTING. WHY AM I WITH HIM?!?!? I really fucking hate him right now. It's my fault. Shit, why buy the cow if you can get the milk for free. Has he made ONE ATTEMPT TO BUY ME A RING.. oh no.. he can't afford it. I see where I stand with him.