JKS - How is H, and how was your birthday? I really hope all's ok. Sorry I dodn't post before.
Simpson - that is very impressive but she's always really liked it, hasn't she? Sabela sees 's' for Sabela everywhere, and knows most of the other letters and is gettig used to the idea that the same letter begins lots of words, like s also for silly, stinky and sausages, (all of which tickle her pink). How's J?
Filly - No pics yet? Glad the party went well. How's the house?
DH is away ow which is a relief. I haven't the heart to describe it all right now (probably to your relief) but you might recall that he kind of gave up on us and in to exhaustion at the beginning of December? Well, we had a 'you did this' 'no. you did this,.' sort of conversation a week or so ago, which led to another in which he told me how unhappy he has been since we got married, what with hyperemesis, difficult baby, my mother's deth, my father's illness, my brther's madess and my fatehr's death and how he doesn't think we would have got married if these things had happened before. 
He didn't know if he was going to stay.
This was followed by a conversation in which he said it wasn't my fault, I had coped I had looked after the hosue and children despite everything and that it was him who didn't know how to cope with difficulty.
Then a few days of him being nice/ lovey dovey / biting my head off.
He's really exhausted, finds himself detached from everything but work which he loves.
I made noises about how I am now feeling much stronger (which I am - I've just finished a year's bereavement counselling - in part I think that's why it's all happening now), how we need to work out how to move forward etc.
He said he just wasn't able to cope with anything like that right now, he'd just go if I pushed it.
We then had an evening where he needed me to talk him through one of my PhD topics, which I did, he said he could now remember why he looked at me int he first place which he meant as a compliment but absolutely floored me then couldn't understand why I didn't want to cosy on the sofa.
So, I feel on tenterhooks all the time. The other night I went to bed at 8pm pleading a cold (which I do have)because I just couldn't bear another evening with us both trying to be nice and interested in each other and then him biting my head off. He came up to find me though.
I think I just have to be patient but it's very hard when i'm furious and deeply hurt at some of the things he said and regretful about a lot of things (even if not actually my fault).
So, I did go into it a bit after all. Just a bit, mind! Any thoughts welcome. I don't know if it is something we can recover from. Perhaps it is just the pressure finally easing off and resentment coming out, perhaps not. i'mnot the world's most patient person, but I guess I'll have to try.