If you were considering going through a difficult period in your pregnancy while your husband works 80 hours a week silently grieving his job transition, while also personally packing up your first home to move into a rental (that you found and secured) which said husband has informed you is ‘not really the same as living in a home that we own’, and finally while finishing up the most difficult calculus course of your life, one that will determine if you get the degree you worked 5 hard years for, or if you just take a minor in it, destroying all future job opportunities, well, I wouldn’t suggest it.
