No RL pregnant hugs are definitely comedy territory. I think we could just about manage to poke each other hopefully in the eye as we reached across the mounds of baby. DH would work anywhere to bring money home. And he's fit, able, fairly skilled and a damn hard worker. He will lose his paternity leave though and possibly miss Mathilda's birth. He does talk to me- incessantly- and I'm lucky that's he so open and honest about everything. He's my best friend. Do I talk to him about my feelings? Rarely. I don't talk to anybody about my feelings because I don't have any. I'm hard as nails. Sorry, being flippant, but I'm not an 'open up and deal with it' sort of person. And I'm a bit of a hippy but more pragmatic, I figure I'll be alright and I've got gingerbread and a lovely husband, what more could I want? Pragmatism, optimism etc not working this time though. I also feel- terribly- that I'm a burden. If he wasn't so worried about supporting me and the baby he might not be this stressed.
Interestingly, DH just phoned. One of the members of staff who resigned yesterday has agreed to come back if 'she keeps her nagging nose out of kitchen business and leaves J (my DH) the f* alone'- said straight to her face. Love chefs, don't mince their words.