Went to Ballarat and spent the weekend with Mum and Dad. Not saying I don't like them, but really tough. Dad is so unwell... OMG, I really found it hard to cope. He is so puffed up from the Chemo and sick and bruised and so tired and worn down - it was really hard to see. I did some cooking, some cleaning and tried to make it a bit easier for Mum for the weekend, but it just feels like not enough. I just don't know what else I can do???? The kids spent the weekend with Rob instead of with us - we gave them the choice and they both decided to not see 'Poppy' that way, and I thought that was fair enough - so Rob took them away to our Cabin for the weekend, and they seem to have had fun - Dusty went with (Rob just sent me the photos so I could update our blog) saying "and you thought I was weird". I have to say, he has been so great, supportive and always asking what he can do - no wonder my kids are so awsome - good parents all around (if I do say so).