It went well. I was sooo nervous but no need really. We did ‘stuff', snuggled on the sofa and watched CBeebies, stuck fluorescent stars on her bedroom ceiling (that was fab!! Really brilliant!!!), went shopping, did colouring in etc. etc. etc. etc. All ‘normal' stuff for a ‘normal' weekend.

Someone on this site gave me some advice a while ago. It was something like, don't try and make it ‘the best weekend ever' because you will set yourself up to fail. VERY GOOD ADVICE. Make it normal, and do normal things and then on Sunday, you too may receive a comment from your child along the lines

So, it's obvious that we are continually growing apart. My wife's absence makes it easier for her to block me (and my son) out of her thoughts. Or so I'm assuming, at least. How else could she go for days at a time without even calling to see how he's doing? I know that's just an excuse for me, as I want her to call me to just say "hi", so that my hopes are not destroyed.

I'm currently in Las Vegas with friends. It's 8:40 a.m. on a Sunday morning. The last communication I received from her was a text message last Friday "Will call u later...". There have been no calls or text messages

I have been seperated for 3 weeks today (26/10) and to be totally honest apart from the general stress of seperating, I really don't miss him that much. He left me for a friend but she honestly is one of the ugliest, most unfortunate trolls you would ever have the misfortune to meet. That irks me more than anything. I can only assume that he felt sorry for the miserable walrus but who knows and who cares. I am still young enough I can start again and I fully intend