Dh used a bib of dd's to pull the grill out of the oven today not realising it had plastic on one side so some of the plastic came off. He said he was sorry (nice useful bib with sleeves) and then some comment about how we wouldn't be able to use it for baby no. 3 (we have one ds of 3 years and 3 months and one dd of 11 months). To this I answered that I didn't think I could really do no. 3 (we have had this kind of conversation before and I think he was just half joking - it's not that he is desperate to have no. 3 - both of us kind of think it's a nice idea I think but it's so stressful with just 2 at the moment and little help etc... that the mind boggles at the thought of another one, at least at the moment). Anyway, he then said to me "who said it was going to be you" - totally out of the blue. It took me hours to realise what he meant so I didn't react at all at the time. I thought maybe he was cracking some joke about having his clone... then about 8 hours later it hit me that it had been some kind of sick "joke" about I assume me not being the mother of baby no. 3 but somebody else??? It doesn't make sense because the first part of the conversation he was definitely talking to me about our bib for a possible baby no. 3 and then to say what he said afterwards is weird and very unkind. I actually rang his sister abroad about it and she reckons (after she laughed in the same way I laughed when ds landed a small ball on MIL's head I suppose) it's just a sick black humour joke which has no bearing on reality. Any thoughts please... feel terribly lonely again. Yesterday dh and I were getting on fine then today there was this nasty comment and also he is in a mood now about a food shopping issue (he thought I had gone out with dd for about an hour - I was actually out about 2.5 hours and came back without some shopping we needed (though we had not pre-agreed a list of any kind) I then went out again to get the missing items). Feel as if I am just on the edge of coping and any disagreement with him (of which there is about one big one a week) could push me over. Am sleeping very little because of dd and really don't know how to sort my/our life out.