Dh team win a football match yesterday, win some cup or other, lovely. Well done. Night out planned. Dh left at 8 while I try to put ds to bed. Lots of 'I don't want to go/I won't be late'. No problem. (Just to add this is the 3rd 'cup' or something they've won since September, so this is the 4th time it's happened recently, the 4th being when they lost one). Ds v unsettled, lots if lifting, bending etc which I've been advised not to do (33 w pregnant ended up in hospital last week). No word from dh. Up all night with ds. Dh lands home at 2.45, wakes ds again, I'm awake anyway. Barely speaks to me falls into bed and snores. I settle ds try to get some sleep, woken an hr later by him feeling sick. Get back to sleep woken at 5.30 by Him needing toilet. Crying with tiredness at that stage. Up at 7 with ds who spent an hr crying for daddy so got daddy up and now I'm tucked up in bed again, feeling guilty.