So glad it's working out!
When I was 5 months pregnant with our first child, DH and I made plans to go to an event out of town that we were really looking forward to. This would be our last weekend away together before the birth of our son, and the event is something we love to attend together. I was looking forward to having the time with him immensely ... we were both working hectic jobs with schedules that were rather at cross purposes.
Then DH talks to a friend, finds out that friend really wants to go to event ... and happily offers to let him crash in our room all weekend.
He had no idea
why I was upset. Why was it a big idea if friend crashed? I liked friend, didn't I? (I did, actually.) He'd get lost for a while if we wanted some privacy. Right? And, yeah, he might be bringing someone else with him too.
I think the root of the matter was that years before I started attending this event with DH, it was a group thing. A bunch of the guys would get a hotel room together and cram as many people in as possible. All they did was sleep there, so the more the merrier!
It was no longer the same sort of thing (most of the group doesn't go at all anymore), but he just reverted to that basis when friend expressed interest in going.
I finally got him to understand that maybe that's how it used to be a decade ago when they were all bachelors, but his pregnant wife was not OK tiptoeing over someone passed out on the floor when she had to hike to the bathroom in the middle of the night ... and that, you know, that was the last time
we'd have an entire weekend together before the baby arrived. (I think that last got through to him.
I don't know what was said, but friend got his own room.