Hi amateurcrastinator, and sorry but I did LOL a bit at your post! Right after I posted last, I turned to DH (attached to his XBox) and asked him what he thought about where I should give birth not that his opinion matters anyway and we ended up having a blazing row because (a) he wouldn't stop playing fekkin CoD to talk to me and (b) he told me that it was "stupid" of me to want to spend £200 on a home birthing pool. I accept that we have better things to spend £200 on, but it was the use of the word "stupid" that made the red mist descend...
Net result was that I shouted that I would just make the decision on my own and let him know in due course and that he is not to expect me to ask his opinion on anything else regarding the pregnancy/ birth/ raising of either of our children.
So, basically, what I'm saying is that like you, I have a DH who has resorted to his uncomplicated relationship with his XBox in order to escape from his mental wife! If I were you then I would start putting together the chest of drawers on your own and, if he's anything like my DH, yours will look up, roll his eyes, mutter "oh for fucks sake" and come over and finish it himself.
Minky, this one is no.2 and DS was a much easier delivery than I had prepared myself for - despite our being back to back and having to have an epesiotomy and ventouse - so I'm reasonably chilled about giving birth this time round, hence the possibility of HB. However, we're in very rural Cornwall and MWs are pitifully few on the ground so, if someone else is in the unit or having a HB when I go into labour, then I won't have a choice then either, it'll just be straight to the local hospital (30 mins grim drive down twisty-turny country lanes).