It's my fault. That's what everyone says. All I make are excuses.
Here's the story.
I lost my job in november 2008 when i found out i was pregnant. I tried desperately to get another and cant. I lost my apartment and moved in with my mom. i started getting my license but failed my drivers test. I couldnt get a job in that town with no car so i met a boy and moved in with him i another town. we moved another time after i got my school tuition and taxes. I paid for the move. a week later he dumped me and became emotionally and verbally abusive. He ended up spending 2800 bucks of my money with the promise that even though we werent together he would keep helping me. So a month later he nearly drowned my dd, and became way more verbally abusive to me in an attempt to get me to leave. So i called everyone i could possibly think of and begged for places to stay. I ended up moving in with a half brother I don't know very well, who is way too much like my dad for my own good. He pulls the "It's my house" card on me a lot. My car is 3.5 hours away and my brother and SIL work third shift and cant take me to get my car (i have no license so it has to be both of them).
so it's time to start weening my dd off formula. I can't get her to eat baby food no matter how hard I try. If I let her cry for more than 20 minutes I get accused by my brother for being a bad parent. But to get her OFF HER BOTTLE I need to let her cry. So i'm SOL there. Now they have reveresed my parenting. If i put my dd down on the floor during the day and she cries, i have to pick her back up or they'll yell at me for waking them up.
But this is all my fault.