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has to have everything done in the exact order he expects and constantly has to have everything explained to him – and I mean everything, even down to me saying something like ‘Harvey, I’m going to switch the light on now’ – or he can get very upset. If he has a temper tantrum he can throw himself around and lash out, and because he is such a tall, strong little boy it can be hard to calm him down. He has hurt me and my mum in the past when he has become upset – in fact, on one occasion my mum ended up with a black eye – but of course he doesn’t do it deliberately. But there was no question that Harvey wouldn’t come with us to Australia. As far as I’m concerned, he’s part of the family and does everything the other children do, however much of a challenge it can be taking him somewhere new. That’s just life with Harvey. He was five and a half then and was actually the best behaved of the children on the flight. He loves going on planes, and always wants to have ‘hot chips’ as he calls them, and so long as he could watch Barney , his favourite DVD, he was happy.
    It was good to spend time with Pete’s parents again especially as I hadn’t seen them since I’d had Princess and Pete’s dad had been unwell. By then, thankfully, the negative feelings I’d had because of the post-natal depression about other people being close to my children had long gone. Pete’s mum helped out by feeding Princess, and often held her, and I didn’t have any problem with that at all. Instead I loved the attention she gave Princess, I was so proud of my baby daughter. And sometimes, when I went out shopping with Pete, we would take Junior and leave Princess with his mum.
    In fact, we had a brilliant time staying with his family who are so hospitable. We ate lovely meals, played cards, and chatted. I got to spend time with Pete’s sister, Debbie, who had just had a baby boy, and it was nice to have that connection with another new mum. All in all it was very chilled out. His parents lived in a beautiful house with a lovely pool, which Harvey especially loved as back then he liked nothing more than floating in water and pointing out the ‘blue rectangle swimming pool’ as he called it. I couldn’t fully relax as I’m always worrying that Harvey might break something – back home he’s broken quite a few TVs in his time. And, sure enough, he ended up breaking a table, but he didn’t mean to. Harvey is Harvey. People have to accept him for who he is.
    It’s sad remembering that time now. Since Pete and I split up, I haven’t spoken to or seen his parents. Nor have I had any contact with his sister who I had grown close to, or his brothers. I suppose that’s what happens when most couples divorce, but one day I hope we can be in touch again.
    After our week of chilling out we were joined by the film crew. I would have liked us to have had longer together as a family – a week on our own just didn’t seem enough. I knew that I had committed myself to make the reality series and on the whole I loved making it, and was something I had chosen to do but sometimes I wished that Pete and I could have a holiday without the cameras being there. It was a feeling which was to grow stronger over time. We needed more space as a couple and as a family, but we weren’t getting it. And what was also starting to bug me slightly was that when I watched the shows, I always seemed to come across as the bad guy. I suppose that’s down to the fact that I am always myself on film and if I’m in a bad mood I show it. In contrast, if Pete was in a bad mood he would forget about it once the camera was on him. I used to have a go at him about it and we would bicker, but that’s just what we were like then. Lots of bickering, lots of loving.
    But we did get to do some amazing things when we were out in Australia, which were filmed for the reality show. We went to the Great Barrier Reef, which is beautiful, and went snorkelling; and