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I am sorry to vent, but I have heard that if you will write out your issues, sometimes you will feel better. My daughter is 14 months old. She is wonderful. I love her with all my heart. Lately it seems that she wants anyone but me. Especially her nana, my MIL. While I love my MIL and am very close to her, this hurts so much. I feel that I have been under so much stress lately, that she may feel it, and not want to be with me. I don’t know, but I have got to get my life in order, so that she will be happy. My husband is great and listens to me. But he is a man, and there are things he just doesn’t understand. I have thought about making me a doctors’ appointment to see if I can get something for anxiety. I know that I have issues with anxiety and have had them for some time now. My life is just in such a mess now. I have gone from loving my job, to where I almost get sick at the thought of coming in this place. My bosses are just not the same as they were and my hours have been cut, business has been slow. This adds a huge financial burden on me. And with the less money, my husband has to try and work all the overtime that he can, and that keeps him away from Sarah and me. Which also puts all the housework and laundry on me. My house looks like a hurricane hit it, and the laundry is piling up. I also hate a mess and worry about getting in clean. I can’t even sit still and drink a coke without thinking about getting the house clean Sarah is still on a bottle and refuses to drink whole milk, she gags until she throws up. I have her on the stage 2-toddler formula, but that gets expensive. She is getting better; she is down to her night bottle and morning bottle. I have been trying to wean her from the night bottle, but she will not go to sleep without it and she wakes up wanting that morning bottle. I really haven’t been trying that hard. She weighs 18 pounds and still doesn’t eat that much. So I feel safe with her on the bottle. But deep down I know that she needs to get on whole milk. Also 2 times a month, I have to clean my brothers house. He is 36 and had a stroke due to complications from heart surgery. That left him disabled. He can do simple things, but can’t do a lot of things. I can’t even begin to talk about my mother. I love her dearly, but she could help him. She is in good health and does not work. But she just says she does not have time. I think I am walking a thin rope that is about to break at any time. With constantly worrying about bills, my brother, my house, and most important of all, taking care of my daughter, I just feel like I am going crazy. Sorry to vent, just had to get somethings off my chest.