Things haven't gone that well really. I got to a point in the week where I really couldn't cope anymore.
My v ds has been ill constantly for three weeks. Since becoming ill with colds and being congested it has totally thrown his sleep patterns and he has again started having night terrors many, many times a night - often more than five or six, with many hours of settling him in the night. I have managed, on average 3.5 disrupted hours of sleep a night, every night for the last few weeks (and worked, sorted out the house and my son etc without help).
I have managed pretty well up to now, but it got to the point sometime in the week where I had a mini meltdown and shouted and cried a lot for around half an hour. (I didn't shout at my son - he was in another room - my anger was more directed at God or fate etc). My (lovely, concerned) neighbour called the police as she thought I sounded desperate and she was worried for my son. The policeman was really nice and basically told me that I must get my family to help me more at this time, so for the first time ever he slept away from me that night at my mum's so I could get some sleep.
I feel like such a bad mum for shouting in front of my child; he has been traumatised enough recently and he doesn't need this. I know Social Services will be involved again and that worries me as this does count as emotional abuse and that puts me in the same position as my abusive husband. But honestly, except for the last week, I have NEVER expressed frustration in shouting, and never ever raised my voice at my son.
There is just so much that I cannot reconcile at the moment; my husband as a loving father, respectful to me, the (admittedly not so much) good memories we shared, and the other side of his personality that has scared me.
I am getting one-to-one support from Women's Aid who have been fabulous. Although my husband is being 'nice' towards me they have helped me to recognise that he is still trying to control me by using threats of withdrawing all financial support (which I desperately need to cover the mortgage) if he needs to find somewhere else to live. He also keeps on assuming that we will get back together and asking if he was going to buy me something would I like diamonds etc (no, no, nothing from you thank you very much).
Womens Aid are still very much concerned for my safety. I have been feeling almost invincible for the last month and safer than I have when we were together; but some of his profiling has made both them and the police concerned. Particularly the inabiility to see that being physically violent to me crossed any boundaries and the complete lack of any remorse when it happened. My support worker is also very concerned when I told her that my husband has been saying that he is so sexually attracted to me that he doesn't think he can control himself when I am around.
When he told me this about one occasion it did totally freak me out because that night we had just been watching tv together waiting for ds to fall asleep in the evening before husband leaving for his mother's. Trust me any sexual relations were (and are) the last thing that was on my mind - I felt comfortably unsexual in jeans and a very unflattering (but v snuggly) hand knit fluffy jumper (I look yeti like in it).
It's very, very difficult to process all of this. On the one hand I do really need his help at this time - not as a favour to me, but for him to take some parental responsibility for his son - ie deal too with the shitty nights. He has stayed over on the couch a couple of times to help out in the night. I am uncomfortable with this - not because I feel in danger but it sends out the wrong messages.
If you should trust your instincts, I do have a voice really strongly alarming me. I am listening to it and acknowledge it but I really, really cannot deal with it at this time.
We are separated; I have made it clear that he has to move elsewhere and that I really don't even want to discuss our relationship until after he has finished his course. And I've told him that even, if from now on he does everything right in the sense that he has acknowledged and changed his own pattern of behaviour, I still have the right to tell him at any time that it's not working for me and never will do.
I think that's what the little voice in my head wants me to do; but simply, I cannot cope with anything more right now and it isn't the right time for me to make that decision.
I am worried that sheer tiredness and inability to cope will mean that I will cave in to my husband's wishes to just move back in on the sofa to help me out with childcare.
I know I must not do this. But my life is such a mess right now 
Sorry so long...