The latest from DP is that he wants to move to Africa. Ghana, to be specific. I'm so tired I just don't care right now, and DP is so pi$$ed off that I seem so ungrateful about him wanting to have a better life for us. Um, whatever. I'm tired. Aadi climbed out of the cot and crashed into me sleeping on the floor last night. I don't want to think about moving to Africa, where there is never going to be the sort of specialist help this kid is going to obviously need. Yeah, there might be cleaners and cooks, but paediatricians and family members I actually know or trust? Not likely. aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh hhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I can't win!

Girl - or whoever you are now - my mother is 2500km away in Qld. And she is so hyper and manic that I actually told her not to come stay with us. I know she means well and would like to help, but the simple fact is Aadi doesn't know how to stay asleep and nobody can help with that, it seems.