Hi there! This is my first Reddit post ever lol so please be kind. 
So I’m a 25 year old pregnant woman diagnosed with schizoaffective disorder married to a man with high functioning autism (he refers to it as Aspergers) who comes from a long line of people who are also autistic. So of course our son has the possibility of inheriting our disorders as well. I do feel guilt over reproducing knowing how difficult it can be to grow up with mental illness, but I try to tell myself that I’m glad I was born despite my difficulties and that my husband and I will be able to help him in the case that he is diagnosed with something. 
Anyway
All my life I have dated nothing but autistic men. When I started dating them I didn’t know about their autism but would later find out. I guess I’m just very attracted to high intelligence, sweetness, and pure intentions which I’ve found to be common in aspies. We spend a lot of time with his family and both his parents are autistic so most of the people I spend time with are like that. Now I’m guessing there’s a good chance my son with be autistic too. 
So here’s my problem
I am an extremely emotional person who is neurotypical and I just don’t feel like anyone understands me.
I know often autistic people feel as though they are not understood but in my family I seem to be the odd one out.
My strong emotions are looked at as crazy or unrealistic and I never feel like anyone truly understands my thought patterns or why I feel the way I do about things. I’m beginning to resent my family because I feel like the odd one out and I’m afraid that if my son is like my husband and his family I’ll be even more odd and different and that’s not how I want to feel in my own home. I think that because of my resentment I’m starting to become less patient with my husband and his family’s behaviors, when before I was always understanding and accepting. I feel like I’ve been a pain to live with because I’ve started reprehending him for things that he has a hard time with (social situations, hygiene issues, ranting about irrelevant things) when I know deep down these things are a part of his disorder and they’ve been easy for me to be compassionate about in the past. I’m afraid I’m turning into a monster (pregnancy hormones don’t help lol) and I really don’t want to end up hating my whole family.
I guess I’m looking for advice or maybe to hear from someone else in a similar situation?
Either way thanks for letting me rant :)