Thanks KBee.
Well we had a massive argument on Monday. He accused me of only wanting my baby and a ring on my finger and now I had that I didn't care about him. So I gave him his ring back. I ended up going home to my parents house for a few days to get away from it all. While I was away he couldn't get to work cos of the snow and asked if there was anything he could do in the house for me. I asked him to change James's cot bedding, hoover the hallway and tidy round the living room. Well I came home yesterday and the place was a bloody mess. Sheets not changed. Living room a pit (despite me having blitzed the house before I went home), hallway not hoovered, cooker covered in grease. And a box from takeaway chicken and chips down his side of the bed. I asked him why the box was there and he threw a complete hissy fit, said he wished he hadn't bothered coming to pick me up cos all I've done since I got in is bitch at him! That was the first bad comment I had made and personally I think that he completely over-reacted to getting asked why there was a box of chicken down the side of the bed! Makes you feel really welcome in your own home that. Then he had the cheek to ask me to put my ring back on!