I thought I’d get a little bit of slack for being pregnant, but that’s not really happening.

So I’m in my third trimester of pregnancy - 32 weeks and backstory is I live with my in-laws. This is very common in our culture. Living with with them has been having a toll on me. I thought I’d get some slack from being pregnant with my mother-in-law, but that’s still not the case. She’s pretty much home all the time. she does have a job that seasonal but when she does work is a very flexible job that she can get up and pause anytime she wants you to get things done like drawers around the house. I’m cooking . I work full-time in healthcare and she still expects me to cook when I get home. She said she’ll help me but wants us to tell her what to make because she doesn’t like to cook and doesn’t want to think about what to make- while I work this is not what I’m thinking of. as someone who’s home I think you would have all the time in the world to make food & think about what to make. Everyone in the house pretty much half asses everything that they do in regards to organization and cleaning. These are two things that I’m very big about because I like my space cleaned and organized. I always have even before pregnancy. I just feel like I’m cleaning up after people and doing things and I’m not getting the same amount of effort in return. I’ve spoken to my husband about this and he told me just don’t make the food and don’t clean up after them, but I told him I can’t live like that. He has stated multiple times that he will speak to her, but he has had yet to speak to her about the situation. yesterday I kind of had a breaking point. it was my brother‘s fiancé‘s birthday and I asked my husband to stop and get flowers on his way home from work while I was making food for dinner (as his mom made comments why don’t your out the chicken in this to cook why don’t you make it this way). he comes home with the flowers and they were just very cheap looking and very poorly presented. I told him those are the type of flowers you bring to someone when you make bouquets yourself, it wasn’t something presentable to bring as a gift for a birthday. He got a little annoyed and I told him we’ll stop at the grocery store on our way there so I can get her flowers card and some chocolate since it was my first time going to her parents home because that’s where everyone was waiting for us to have cake. His mom decided for him to write a contract last minute for work before we were leaving. I asked him if you could please do it on when we come back because my brother had to leave early for work and everyone is waiting on us. Fast forward we went there we came home and when we came home, I saw that I didn’t have my wallet in my purse. I am looking at my room and panicking and couldn’t find it. He went in the car and found in the glove compartment and while he was out saying, why didn’t you check there first before he went to look he kept asking me when was the last time i used it and placed it and I told him I don’t know. I can’t remember. I don’t know what to think about first and then when he brought up the wallet and left in the other room, I just started crying for an hour in our room. I just feel like I’m putting a lot of effort effort into our home into getting things ready for our nursery and working full-time and being expected to cook for three other adults in the house while two of them are home all the time. I feel like I’m the only one that’s preparing for my child. Everyone keeps telling me don’t worry about our nursery because she’s sleeping in our room in the bassinet & that I have time for a few months and I keep telling them I don’t care I want everything done before she’s here so I can spend as much time as I can with her when she is here. I guess I’m just feeling very alone and like I’m the only one that’s trying to keep up with everything. we have spoken about moving out. It is going to happen eventually most likely, but my husband keeps saying he will speak with his mom about her not doing things and allowing us to have some say in stuff since we are paying for bills but that has yet to happen. I feel like I just wanna run away from everyone. I have a very toxic job my home is toxic because of the situation and then when I go to my parents house is not any better over there cause I just hear my parents bicker and fight all the time when I visit. I have no place to get away from all of it and it’s getting a toll on me.