Trying not to strangle my husband in his sleep

Idk where this emotion is coming from, but I hate him.

I hate that he is just laying down so peacefully and snoring in his sleep and I have been getting barely three to four hours of sleep every night.

I hate how he gets to go to work and mingle with his work buddies and go to Dave and busters for a morale day and I’m stuck at home rotating on a birthing call and struggling to walk to the kitchen for a snack bc of how much presssure is on my pelvis

I hate how he gets to go to the gym everyday and I can barley walk up the stairs or walk longer than 15 mins knowing how badly I want to work out and run again

I hate how he is so nonchalant and happy go lucky about everything in this pregnancy and I am riddled with anxiety and fears

I hate how he tries to comfort me bc he truly doesn’t understand

I hate how he didn’t lose any friends over being pregnant

I feel so much rage and annoyance right now. Don’t get me wrong my husband is wonderful and kind and has little been doing everything for me. Maybe I’m in a bad mood but today… tonight I want to beat him with the pillows and then roll him into a thick burrito blanket so tightly he has to wiggle around the house like a helpless worm.