My husband ended things nearly 2 years ago, when we we renting a house off his parents in London. The kids (then 1 and 3) stayed on for 6 months and then had to leave, and we couldn't afford anything in London - after a struggle finding a place to rent with UC etc, we were finally accepted on a lovely cottage in the West Country, which is 2 hours away from their dad. Just as we were leaving he expressed a desire to get back together again, but we've put that on hold for now while we both have individual therapy and figure out what's best for all of them. For a while he talked about moving down here to be closer to the kids, but that seems to have disappeared now and I am really struggling single parenting, especially now my oldest has started school and is not enjoying it (she's also on the ADHD/ASD diagnosis pathway - I've been diagnosed with the former and starting the journey on the latter too). I have them all week apart from Fri night - Saturday night. He drives them to London (I have to be fair, he does nearly all of the collection/drop off - he drives and I don't) on Friday night and brings them back Saturday night. (I try often to be at my parents which is 3/4 hour closer so he doesn't have such a long journey). I am just so, so exhausted. With school hatred with my eldest and my 2yo full pelt into the terrible (bitey) twos I am really struggling to cope. I don't have a village here yet - and as lovely as my parents are they're not always the most helpful (and are over an hour's train ride away). The school liasion officer thinks my daughter shouldn't be travelling back and forth to london every weekend because she's so exhausted - I agree, and have offered for him to stay here every other weekend while I vacate but he's refusing because of his own 'boundaries.' I don't know what to do. I realise this is much less of a question than a vent - but don't have anyone to talk to. The fun mummy that I was - full of forts and treasure hunts and stories - has been replaced by perma-overwhelmed stressed mummy and I don't think our little house is a very fun one anymore. But I've totally lost myself.