Drained

It's been a challenging few days.

We've got Birth Afterthoughts later on, I'm hoping it'll help in some way but I'm waiting more for KCA but I'm not holding out much hope with them. They were given the wrong number for me so spent weeks unable to contact me and then I couldn't get through to them yesterday on the phone. I emailed them instead so fingers crossed I'll hear something but they said int heir letter that if they hear nothing by the 14th that they'll assume I no longer need their services and I won't get an assessment. I've spent sixteen weeks unable to cope with being a parent so I could really do with their support on how I'm meant to deal with day to day activities, I hope they don't give up.

He threw up his entire bottle this morning and cried after his bath. The reflux is bad today.

I've got a headache because I'm not drinking enough (not enough time).

I miss my friends talking to me as well. They all seem to have done a runner since Zack came along. Maybe I spent too long hiding and got fed up of waiting for my anxiety to go, I don't know.

Sorry, this is a proper pitying post, I'll stop whinging now and try to move Zack without waking him so I can go and get a drink.