A little rant about my pregnancy

I need to let it out… So it’s almost 2yrs ago but when I was in my first trimester, my husband (as well as MIL) was really strict with my diet. I shouldn’t drink ice water bc it would freeze the baby inside, but I also shouldn’t drink something too hot bc it would burn the baby inside…(He told me it’s part of his religion if this rings a bell to you?) I’m a huge slurpee and coke fan but obviously that was a huge NO. No instant ramen too bc it’s unhealthy… which I get it totally(except for the cold and hot stuff part), but you know the hormones, the cravings, the morning sickness… you gotta eat what you can when you can! We have different culture and different traditions. So we had some issues about how we deal with pregnancy. In my country, preggo should eat whatever we can, it’s better than losing weight. In his country, preggo has strict dietary and everyone follows it apparently. But this left me some severe trauma during my pregnancy. Bc we were arguing like crazy over this and I was going crazy, felt so alone bc MIL had the same idea too. He told me ‘I wish I was the one who carries the baby bc I would have done anything for my baby.’ ‘Why can’t you do that it’s for our baby. Be a mother.’ (Which I know he would actually do it bc he does anything for our baby.) But he would never get pregnant, biologically speaking. He eventually decided to support me mentally, so he became okay with whatever I eat. I did eat whatever I needed to satisfy my cravings in the end. Yet this(and other stuff) has caused pretty bad trauma to me, still give me anxiety and wanna throw up whenever this memory kicks in… after two years… This morning I casually brought this up bc it was having anxiety about this memory last night, which caused another argument, bc maybe deep down he still believes his was was better… I don’t know how to get over this trauma and scared to get the 2nd baby.