Heavily pregnant, with lively toddler in tow. Put a lot of effort into making DH a lovely made from scratch lasagna for supper, nearly ready when he walked through the door (he's got a lot of extra work on at the moment, thought he'd appreciate it). He said he didn't want dinner as he didn't have time. Which of course, made me burst into tears.
Please share what unhelpful things have been said to you, maybe it will make me feel better.
He's getting fish fingers and chips for dinner for the next few months. (He does do his share of cooking usually).