Well, 2 nights depriving DH of sleep (and admittedly I've been suffering with insomnia for he last 2 weeks) and we've just had an inevitable cranky, sleep deprived arguement. F*ck knows what we'll be like once the bean arrives! (pardon my french).
I know he doesn't mean to direct things at me. He has a crap commute (1hr either way in the car) and has a job where (sleep deprived) mistakes can kill (he works in a lab with nasty chemicals) and he's starting to feel unsafe at work. I'm the only person at home so things inevitably get directed at me. He's spent the evening huffing and puffing at everything (putting the bin out - smell still makes me vom and struggling to lift bag into wheelie bin), but has spent last week or so huffing and puffing too (having to help do weeding as I can't get up after kneeling; having to cook most nights as either too knackered or smell making me feel icky). Have told him I'm not doing things deliberately, which he says he understands...it's just he's not good at feigning happiness/interest (he's the same when we go shopping).
I've had tears (don't know if hormonal, sleep deprived or deserved!) and offered to clear the washing off the bed in the spare room and sleep in there tonight so I don't disturb him. Body support pillow arrived today so he's suggest try that tonight - just not looking forward to tomorrow if I keep him awake for a third night - it'd be unbearable!
Anyway, we've said our apologies but now sitting in silence (!)
On a lighter note yomping, DH wants to call the bean Luke, just so he can mutter the immortal words "Luke, I am your father"!
32, 28+3, #1, sleep deprived, hormonal and sweaty