Oh yes, Margot, amen to that - mine doesn't intervene much in a practical way (too far away) but is brilliant for morale. She was responsible for the case of 1/2 bottles of champagne which turned up a week after DS2 was born: 'medicine, dear'.
Good luck with the nooky revival Filly because I think you're entirely right - while it's lovely to have other options for intimacy somehow they're always much nicer if they are additional to, rather than alternative to, a real, leg melting shag. Hopefully once you get past the initial 'hump' (if you'll pardon the pun) it will all be worth the effort.
I'm liking the idea of a military career, Mampam: frankly there's so much shouting and yomping in my life at the moment that I'm not sure I'd notice the difference. Perhaps I should run away to sea - do you think HM Navy will take heavily pregnant new recruits? Really interesting what you say about the situational factors specific to you being pregnant and having to keep in touch with your ex DH must put quite a bit of extra strain on you.
Seconding FTSE's good luck vibes for GibberingG's presentation: hopefully she has remembered the uplighting strategically playing across her bump to really emphasise any stray limbs sticking out!
I have to say I do recognise that feeling of wierd calm that you were describing about DH's travels which at the moment I'm attributing to actually believing him about his being here. I'm a trusting soul really and it's only in my more cynical moments that I'd actually put money on him being on a plane on the 23rd!