Well today I have actually got up, which is progress! I don't feel to bad if truth be told, just a bit wobbly, but the blisters are all down my throat so I sound terrible. Kind if handy that, as if you are going to be properly ill it helps if it is completely obvious.
Plonky the whole pregnancy with a toddler thing.... it's actually quite tough, and I say this as someone whom breezed through pregnancy number one, loving every minute of it. You've been through so much recently, it might be a good idea to give yourself a little bit of time to recover emotionally before you step onto the ttc roller coaster and first trimester misery.
I've down played a lot of it on here as I've not wanted to put people off, but I've been so exhausted and depressed at one point I seriously thought I might have antenatal depression. As for DH, he's had one hell of a time. I threw him out, and threatened to reopen the divorce one day last week, and that's just the tip of the iceberg. He's been nothing but supportive, but when you're struggling with hormones, exhaustion, and a toddler everything gets magnified out of proportion. I've even stayed up all night crying, over big things and small things. I'm not trying to be all misery me, as it is just hormones, I'm just trying to illustrate how second pregnancies can be very different to first. How about you apply for the job, you don't have to take it, and keep your options open for now? Sometimes you just have to give yourself a bit of love and healing.
Wotta I think DH gets it. He's now talking along the lines of not moving initially, and looking at other lower stress options. He has his faults does him indoors/outdoors but I'll say this about him, when it comes to business he knows his stuff. I console myself with the fact he really can't cook, and I can slaughter him in a cross country run or long distance swim 
Aw the talking, sooo cute. The toddle has a new language. It's beyond adorable. It kind of goes along the lines of 'doidy doidy doidy..... errrrrrr-wah!', and cats (and dogs 
) are a Kah (whispered). The tantrums are less adorable. I never mentioned the weekend trip to Clarks for winter shoes. I think I was too traumatised. She screamed, and screamed, battled the sales assistant, refused to have her feet measured, lay down on the floor, kicked and punched, and screamed some more. We were those parents.... the ones other parents look at and think 'thank god that's not me'. It was horrendous. To add insult to injury they only had two pairs of shoes in the shop that fitted her, both boys, both ugly, so we settled on the blue ugly ones, the luminous green being a step too far.
Right, I had better go and drape myself over the sofa and look frail. DH and the toddle will be back from their walk in the rain to the shops to buy bread. V useful this DH of mine. Toddle minding and grocery shopping all at the same time. Gold star that man 