I've namechanged for this. I'm a regular lurker since pregnant with DD (9 months) and have posted a few times.
I really need some advice and reassurance, if that's even possible in my situation.
Brief background is my relationship with DD's father has been fiery at times, but for the most part we have had a very normal, ordinary, boring routine family life since DD was born. She is a well-adjusted, happy little child and the delight of our lives.
DP is long-term unemployed, and has never been able to find work since we have been together (he has twice got work for a short time, through friends and family, but didn't last). Since DD was born I have been the sole earner, and I work full time whilst DP looks after DD. Life is stressful, and I am getting deeper into debt each month.
Unfortunately, financial pressures have been getting to me, and I am constantly irritated at DP for his laziness and apparent unwillingness to put any effort into contributing for our family. Our understanding was always that we would both work and both contribute to the family finances, however, he makes only cursory attempts at finding work (goes to the Jobcentre, prints off papers but hardly ever follows up with calls and emails, etc). Generally, he is very depressed due to having nothing much to do, and he has no hobbies so spends most of his time at home. He enjoys looking after DD but feels very frustrated and bored much of the time.
Anyway, we occasionally have big rows where we have both said some incredibly hurtful things, to the point where I worry we will ever be able to get past our past and be happy together, because it seems whenever there is another row, the past gets raked up.
However, most of the time we are pretty ok and we get by - seems like a contradiction, but we know we can't be at loggerheads all the time, and we do have genuine feelings for each other so we always manage to sort things out.
Recently, after an argument at home about money (when DD was asleep in her room), and after we'd had a bit too much to drink, things escalated and I asked him to leave our rented flat, which I pay for. He refused to leave, saying he had as much right as I do to stay. After much taunting and baiting on both sides, I said I would call the police if he didn't leave.
(I realise now how UTTERLY foolish this was but was blind with upset at the time.)
Police turned up, by which point he had left to sit on our doorstep to await their arrival. The police were obviously completely unimpressed with the situation, told me to sober up and did I think it was appropriate to be drinking with a small child in the house. They asked how the argument started, and I blabbered on a bit about him having gone through my text messages and finding something he didn't approve of - all pretty petty and stupid and the officers clearly thought this was ridiculous.
A few days later, a hand delivered letter arrives - Children's Services had a referral due to the police attending our house. We were out, but the letter asks us to call and make another appointment, and we will be 'assessed'.
So... I hope I have posted in the right place... can anyone tell me anything about social services assessments in these instances? I should say there is no domestic violence and for the most part, we are a very normal family, but things have escalated (verbal rows) from time to time.
I think they are concerned about the welfare of our daughter - I am desperately worried, although DD has never been in the room when we have argued, and she is very well cared for.
Also, does anyone have experience of this type of relationship, where usually everything is fine, but occasionally there is an apparent total breakdown? To the point where we ask each other to leave the house, where I am called an evil fucking bitch but then next day everything is hunky dory? Any advice please... sometimes I feel like I can't cope, then all of a sudden everything is great again.
I am so sorry for the length of this, probably mostly irrelevant. Is this relationship normal? Has anyone ever called the police in a fit of upset, when it wasn't necessary? How can I deal with this?