DS managed to sleep for another 90mins (good boy, that is a record nap!) and I tried to sleep but ended up just lying quietly with him, mind racing and shivering a bit from it all.
P has just been round, he managed to get into the porch which I had double locked, but clearly the key works on the outside on that one. Luckily the inner door lock is better and he was stuck in there shouting through the letterbox. I chucked his blackberry charger out the front window and sent him on a wild goose chase round the back for his warm clothes whilst I dumped them in the porch.
I told him to come back at 7 if he must, as my mum will be here then. His parents are obv stirring this up, saying that my mum doesn't need to be there and they will mind DS whilst P and I chat. As if I can't see where that's going... it's just like the Little House programme with MIL as the leading lady.
He's gone - stood there for about 10 minutes saying how sorry he was, but that I have anger problems. Well, of course I do, when someone is screaming at me and my baby in the middle of the night, despite me repeating "go away, get out of the room, why won't you let him sleep?". I do when I get slapped in the face. I do when someone throws 3 pint glasses of water over me and my son. I do when someone pulls my hair so far back that I am bent double backwards over the bed with my son in my arms. I do when I am trying to call my mother to help me and someone has changed the passwords on my phones and taken the batteries out of the house phone. You get the picture...
I just sat in the back room, I don't want to engage in conversation with him at all until my stepdad (former Irish rugby international, so a large gentleman) and mum are here, and DS is safe in his bed. I have no idea if he would do it, but I got the impression he would try to snatch DS if I opened the door as he kept talking about whether I was taking him back to Ireland tonight. We had planned to go on Saturday anyway, but I think we will go a few days early.
Thank you for the offers of coming round, I am not in either Essex or Leeds. Worst case, I can call a uni friend who lives about 30 mins away and see if he can come over, if P comes back and tries to get in again. Apparently his parents don't want him over at their house... walk the streets until 7pm for all I care.
Thanks again to you all for being there in the middle of the night - am off to play with DS for a bit now and then we can try to get some more sleep.