July 15, 2010After an eight, almost nine, hour stretch of sleep last night due to lack of napping the previous day, I figured this was my chance at getting Cole to take a bottle. My kids just won't take bottles.... advice please! Seeing as how I couldn't wait a second longer for him to wake up and decide to eat, I hurried and pumped before he woke up. Then the battle of wills begun. Unlucky for Cole I am a lot tougher when it comes to this whole bottle thing than I was with Pearl. I have developed a much meaner streak that doesn't panic at the first cry of obvious starvation.
We battled back and forth for over an hour. Cole cried, whined, whimpered, and then proceeded to stare straight ahead and give me the silent treatment. I admit there was one point in which I almost cried myself as he looked up at me with tears in his eyes and then tried to suck on my shirt. I knew one of us would eventually give in.
And it was me.
Well sort of anyway. Cole stubbornly drank an ounce. One puny ounce, just enough to shake off what I was imagining to be low blood sugar and then fall asleep. I must have really traumatized him because when he woke up and I finally nursed him, he looked up at me half way through the feeding with this little smile on his face and cooed at me as if it was all a bad dream.
Too bad this bad dream will be repeated again in the near future.
That is a bummer, but it is so nice to be needed! :)
ReplyDeleteThe only way Jason would take a bottle was if someone else was feeding him and I was no where to be found!! Might be worth a try, though I think it was much harder for me than it was for him.
ReplyDeleteHave you tried different bottles? Not the cheapest way to go but it worked for Trevin who went through 6 different kinds before he found one he liked.
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