BeachBunni: we are gradually working our way through a book called "Babyproofing your marriage" which has, so far, been an eye-opener for both of us. It seems that we're rather typical in our reactions to the impending baby bomb.
You might find it worth a nosey - we take turns to read a few pages to each other when we can stay awake long enough.
After the hotel. Whoof. Well, initially we'll be renting a small place. If we move before tadpole arrives, we hope to stay within the catchment for the local hospital. If after, then we're probably heading for Glasgow as you get an extra bedroom for your rent compared to Edinburgh.
Long term: we want to return to the tourist industry, but this time in a guesthouse rather than a hotel. It's the public bar which really ties you to a place, and creates most of the hassle in terms of paperwork, employees etc.
DH will probably look for a job in a kitchen in the meantime - he says he's not ready for much more than sous-chef based on the size of our tiny restaurant (22 covers) and he's probably right. Still, chefs are very employable, so that's one good thing. Before we did this, he had worked in TV as a techy since he left uni and had zero self-confidence to boot. It's almost worth the £200 000 loss to have seen him blossom the way he has here .