During the week I dreamt that I had a huge fight with my DH as he wanted to go on holidays with all his mates but I was almost due so I insisted on going too. Once there we had another fight about going to a concert so I left him for good, went into labour, had the baby and wouldn't let him anywhere near the baby. He was only allowed into the hospital under police guard and the midwives had to look after the baby.

Urgh, too horrible to even think about! Needless to say we have no more holidays planned at all.