I am just going to conclude that my DH is the same as his dad when it comes to this - stupid, rude and tactless. He's pretty thick about some things anyway, so I WILL relax about this!

The interview he had yesterday was for pretty much the same job as he does now, just with more normal hours (ie not starting at 7.30am), in a "friendly" environment, for a bit more money and appeared to be less stressful. And he gets to see a project through, not just work on someone else's project then hand it over a couple of months later. So he has a second interview for that and he should find out soon, although I believe he's on the "preferred candidate" list from what he said.

He is getting a bit better with me, we had a bit of a cuddle last night (after I nagged for that for about an hour!) watching a film, but he's still not realising that I can't run about after him like I could! I want him in a maternity suit and to give him a diauretic so he has to run up and down to the loo every five minutes, and I'll ask him to make me a coffee while he's up. Well, serves him right! And I'll get him to do a big task, like all the shopping, in the suit, because that wears me out!

He just keeps saying he's stressed at work and he'll be better with a new job. Yeah right, he's a high-stress person. I'm the one who has a job interview at 8+ months pregnant and is going to lose her job, I really don't see how his job can be that much more high-stress! As he says, at least when I'm made redundant I will still get maternity pay and I can look for a decent job; I'll have a few months for that. I suppose we both know I'm so over this job now (which is a shame, because I used to love it) that being made redundant isn't that much of a bad thing, because I would have quit anyway! He won't talk to me about his work because it's all "secret" stuff. He does tell me more than maybe he should, but he doesn't like to talk about it. He prefers to shoot stuff on the computer, which I can live with so long as it's not all night every night.

Anyway, I'm going to say I'm having too much difficulty getting out of bed this weekend: I'll spend my weekend with a book and get DH to vacuum, do the washing-up (still there from yesterday as I did all the cooking) and finish the clothes washing, which I'll organise tonight. I'll also make DH go out and get us take-out tonight, or he can do all the dinner stuff.

Pregnancy books - I've tried to show him mine and he doesn't look at them, but I have bought him a baby book for Christmas so that should maybe make him look at it. Who knows? He's not much of a reader anyway, but watching TV shows about pregnancy doesn't work either. This is the man who thought I had a brain tumour rather than was pregnant after my blood test because I hadn't thrown up. I ended up asking him if he'd rather I have a brain tumour or be pregnant - he was a bit surprised at that one! I'm not really the most rational person any more!