Oddly enough, I've found my DS2's OT the biggest help in this regard. DH is clinically depressed, a large part of which is his inability to accept and deal with DS2's disabilities and the effect it has on our lives. His GP said they were unable to provide any type of counselling other than over the phone, which takes months to get set up. He's tried this before and it was not helpful in the slightest. He is, however, on the waiting list to try it again - has been on the waiting list for a few months already. When I spoke to the OT recently, she asked how we were doing, and I mentioned this situation. Because this is directly related to DS2's disability, she has said she is going to look into finding some type of avenue to get him some counselling as she feels overall it will benefit DS2 as well if DH get this support.
She has also managed to get someone in to do some work on our windows, which were unsafe for DS2 (long story). They've already started work on the windows and will be done next week. And because the prior tenants (council house) took out the doors downstairs (kitchen, living room, dining room, etc), she is in the process of getting some of these (most noteably one of those 1/2 and 1/2 barn type doors for our kitchen) replaced so that our house is safer for DS2, which will reduce our stress greatly.
She is also the one that assisted us in getting the Maclaren Major for DS2. She's told me on a couple of occasions that she knows I am under a great deal of stress, and that she would like to help, but that she will not contact any agencies or anything like that (caf, ss, etc) unless I ask her to. She stated that she could not legally take it further unless she had my permission, as it was obvious that DS2 was being well taken care of.
Logically, I know we are doing our best and that the likelihood of them waltzing in and taking our children are nil. But I think the stress gets to you sometimes, and we are our own worst critics, aren't we? The OT is always saying what a wonderful job we are doing with DS2.. but I honestly don't feel like we are. I suppose because I want to be able to just "care" his disabilities away. sigh..