It’s around 6:30PM. Time for the little one’s second to last feeding of the day. She will usually eat around 6:30PM, then hang out for a little while, have another feeding at 8:30PM and then sleep until 7:00 or 8:00AM. Last night we decided that I’d give her a bottle at 6:30PM instead of getting fed from mom’s dairy cannons. One hour later and one ounce of breast milk in a cheap-o bottle (look left) later, she cried, ahem, screamed herself to sleep. It was a mess. You would have thought that I was feeding her battery acid…or anything from Sonic. I assumed she’d wake up in a few minutes, screaming her head off for her mother, at which point we’d succumb to her pressure and give her what she wants. Something strange happened. She slept.
In fact, she slept until 12:30AM without a peep. The wifey and I were hanging out in the kitchen, I was writing some mediocre blog posts and she was undoubtedly making something beautiful, when over the monitor, I heard what sounded like a baby starting to wake up. We looked at each other and decided that we’d give the bottle another shot. I raced upstairs with a warmed bottle of momma’s nectar and was able to swoop in and grab the little one before she completely woke up. Before she knew it, she had a $2 bottle in her mouth and she was going to town on it. Not even a minute of fighting it either. At first I feared that I’d have to utilize the “trick her in her sleep” methodology, but as she finished the 2oz left in the bottle, she was wide eyed and awake and looking for more. I sent a request down to the kitchen across the drive through window (baby monitor) and here comes the misses with some reinforcements. This would truly be the test. The little one was awake, she just saw her mother and she was hungry. She decimated 3-4 more ounces. FROM THE BOTTLE.
Phew!
I’m not about to call this a total victory yet, we still have to work the bottle into a routine schedule, but things are looking fantastic.
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