Background: 34 weeks pregnant with DC3; neither DS1 nor DS2 sleep well; everything aches; I'm finding this humid heat unbearable.
If DH tells me one more time that it's not that hot, it's only me and please could he shut the window one more time I'm going to hide all of his shorts and t-shirts in the attic. Because IF YOU'RE CHILLY THEN YOU CAN PUT A JUMPER ON, YOU FECKER. But I'm already stripped off down to my undies, with a fan on full blast and having had a cold shower, and I still feel like molten lava.