Sorry just need to have a bit of a growl at how useless he is sometimes.

Before I start I am not even slightly stressed about Christmas, have been organised for weeks and am really looking forward to tomorrow. Just a very hot, fat pregnant lady who feels like she has to do everything herself...
EVERY friday night they have drinks at work and he is usually home by 6, which is ok cos Han goes to bed at 6.30. So last Friday for some reason they had drinks for hours and someone got fish and chips, so I made dinner for nothing. And he missed seeing Han before bed. Saturday night he went to speedway (apparently he earnt it becasue he did some gardening stuff for me) and went before Han went to bed. Today, they have drinks at work for the customers (really I think its just for them) and who knows how late that will go. He reckons he will come home for a bit before Hannah goes to bed, but I wont believe him til hes here. He came home before to drop the car off and didnt even think to stop and tell me what is happening, so had to be the nagging wife and phone work to find out. They have a bbq as well, which he had said we could go to but no mention of us going down there now, so I guess I hav eto cook tea. I have been slaving all day over housework and tonight I have to fold a huge pile of washing and make a cheesecake and pav. And OMG it is hot.
I know its all nothing really but he just doesnt think. Not a very thoughtful husbnad (if there even are any!). He is always telling me to take it easy cos I am starting to struggle a bit now at 32 weeks, but doesnt offer to help out. I asked him weeks ago to please clean the bath cos I have trouble with the bump in the way - well he finally did it this morning after about 7 weeks cos I said I was going to do it myself today. And he bitched and moaned the whole time
Argh!!!! He is pretty good most of the time, but I just feel like such a slave at the moment. And like I'm missing out, where are my work drinks? Ah well, suppose I better go start making my cheesecake and sort out something for dinner... So much for starting some family traditions on Christmas Eve. I was going to go get him something else for our Santa sacks, to even them up a bit, but dont think he deserves it now. I think I deserve my pressies (that I bought) way more at the moment.
Sorry for the pity party. Will feel lots better later when I can talk to him, but its a bit hard when hes at work. Hope you all have a wonderful day tomorrow and take lots of piccies to share with us. Merry Christmas.