Hi everyone
I'm new here, I've been in and out a few times being nosy but I just wanted to post to see if any one is going through anything similar or can relate?
The father of my 4 month old baby girl (Molly) is a recovering alcoholic. By recovering I mean that he goes to AA regularly and has cut drinking out of his life.
When he has a drink he can't stop and drinks vodka constantly day and night until he collapses...then when he wakes up and starts all over again...This can go on solidly for about 3 weeks at a time.
He is well most of the time but he has the occasional slip (which is supposed to be part of recovery)However he hasn't had one of these binges for about 10 months until vey recently. Obviously this is the first time this has happened since we have had Molly and although everything is pretty back to normal I am torn apart inside.
I got a new job about 5 weeks ago and although I thought I would hate it, I really enjoyed it because I started to make friends again, people who wanted to occasionally go out so therefore I had a once-in-a-blue moon socail life and I had some money again. The jobs was quite good and it was great to have some money in my pocket for a change after relying for months on statory maternity pay.
My job was at the weekend and Nick normally looks after her during this time
My partners mother is a complete dragon and refused to help me point blank at this hard time and the last thing she said to me was with Nick as Molly's father, she shoudl be put into social services.
You can imagine how this made me feel. My own parents are really nasty too so I had no one who coudl really help so I frankly explained the situation to my boss, asking for the weekend off and she sacked me! (Kick a dog when she's down!) She said she wanted someone reliable and obviously having a baby made me unreliable! There's ntohing I can do about this because I was on a trail period.
Now I am looking for another job but I'm having no luck...there is nothing with part time weekend hours.
I now feel I have no life, no friends and no money. I just fee I a sitting at hoem all day, having to live on benefits (I don't even know if I'm entitleds to them yet) and all I have to look forward to is Nick coming home...just to have someone to talk to.
And all this time I can't help but worry worry worry about when the next drinking binge will happen and also about money. He spends to much when he has a slip and I don't have a job any more.
I really really love my partner and could imagaine being without him because when he's well he's a fantasic person, a brilliant daday (extremely hands on) amnd very loving to us both.
It goes without saying that I am sick with worry about have this effects Molly. I hate her seeing her beloved daddy like this.
I normally bounce back really quickly after one of her sessions but it's been nearly 2 weeks since he's been better and I am just so low. I just can't seem to drag myself out of bed these days.
Sorry to go on
Love,
Jo (and Molly) x