I'm on a "i'm a bad mommy" kick. Violet is now asking to watch movies all the time, which makes my skin crawl. Essentially because I want TV to be a very minor part of her life. Especially this little. And its my fault. She isn't getting the stimulation she needs, and she's gonna get it from TV. She's sleeping pretty poorly because we keep handing a cold around, which doesn't help my mental attitude. Did I mention I live in the STICKS? If I want to do ANYTHING I have to drive to Columbia. I haven't been doing her reading, her bits (kind of like flashcards), her math. Nothin. And she's bored stiff and is letting me know. The fact that I can't get rid of her eczema is making me bonkers. I'm going to do a hardcore elimination diet and hope it isn't the raw goat milk, since my pregnant body can not produce enough milk to sustain a toddler without some supplementation. And I'm not giving her phytoestrogen hell soy milk. Sigh. So I'll probably eliminate gluten and see how that goes. I need to be around other mothers with similar mindsets. Needless to say, the military is not rife with sling wearing, no vaxing, extended breastfeeding, liberal mothers. Someone at playgroup was talking to me about bottles. I didn't exactly know what to add to the conversation, so I responded with "I don't really know, she never had bottles." They looked at me like I grew a third head. They honestly had no idea how I fed her. I certainly don't have a problem with bottles, we just never used them. I feel like a frigging martian. Ok. I'm done.