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May. 13th, 2005 09:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
chhotiiGood thing I have not committed to go back to work any time soon, because Sophia will not take a bottle. Her reaction is an indignant "hey what kind of scam are you trying to pull on me? I know where milk comes from, milk comes from mommy, not a thing like this!"
We gave her a bottle once when she was about 2 months old, and she did drink a couple of ounces then. So we thought, great, that works, we can feed her that way when we need to. I was able to leave her with Rich for my tax accountant appointment, thinking that he would be able to feed her (but the theory didn't get tested then, because she just slept until I got home from the accountant.) Then the bottles etc. just sat there for a while. It is such a pain for me to pump milk, I didn't want to waste what I had frozen on just practice.
Then we started trying the bottle again in the past week. Sophia will now have no part of it. Last night I went outside to spread compost on what will be the tomato patch, and my mom tried to give Sophia a bottle. Sophia got really, really mad, and by the time I came in (after only 2 hours), she was screaming and took a while to console. (Exactly two hours from being fed to screaming: she must be growing.)
Well, I can be available to feed Sophia all the time for a few months, until she's big enough for a sippie cup, except for the evening of a certain wedding reception coming up. I don't know what I'll do. Rich has asked his mom to babysit (my mother will be traveling), but it seems cruel to me to inflict a possibly inconsolably screaming hungry baby who won't eat on Grandma Susan. There is the theory that if baby gets hungry enough, baby will eventually give up resisting the bottle, which may or may not be true. It probably wouldn't hurt Sophia to test this theory for 2 hours, so I could, theoretically, make a very brief appearance at the reception if Rich's mom is willing to deal with all the screaming this experiment may entail. But if this doesn't go well, I get to come home to a very upset baby who might take a very long time to settle down. Oh, joy, just what I want after an evening of drinking champagne.
An even greater bummer is that this will make it hard to leave Sophia with my mom to go to the gym. I'm going to have to ramp up my exercise to lose any of this fat, and my gym membership is sitting unused.
Shoot, I should've borrowed a bottle of the type Benjamin likes from gosling to try. That would be preferable to buying one because it may not be breast-like enough to meet with Sophia's approval. (Clearly Benjamin, who doesn't like the breast but will take this bottle, isn't fooled.)
We gave her a bottle once when she was about 2 months old, and she did drink a couple of ounces then. So we thought, great, that works, we can feed her that way when we need to. I was able to leave her with Rich for my tax accountant appointment, thinking that he would be able to feed her (but the theory didn't get tested then, because she just slept until I got home from the accountant.) Then the bottles etc. just sat there for a while. It is such a pain for me to pump milk, I didn't want to waste what I had frozen on just practice.
Then we started trying the bottle again in the past week. Sophia will now have no part of it. Last night I went outside to spread compost on what will be the tomato patch, and my mom tried to give Sophia a bottle. Sophia got really, really mad, and by the time I came in (after only 2 hours), she was screaming and took a while to console. (Exactly two hours from being fed to screaming: she must be growing.)
Well, I can be available to feed Sophia all the time for a few months, until she's big enough for a sippie cup, except for the evening of a certain wedding reception coming up. I don't know what I'll do. Rich has asked his mom to babysit (my mother will be traveling), but it seems cruel to me to inflict a possibly inconsolably screaming hungry baby who won't eat on Grandma Susan. There is the theory that if baby gets hungry enough, baby will eventually give up resisting the bottle, which may or may not be true. It probably wouldn't hurt Sophia to test this theory for 2 hours, so I could, theoretically, make a very brief appearance at the reception if Rich's mom is willing to deal with all the screaming this experiment may entail. But if this doesn't go well, I get to come home to a very upset baby who might take a very long time to settle down. Oh, joy, just what I want after an evening of drinking champagne.
An even greater bummer is that this will make it hard to leave Sophia with my mom to go to the gym. I'm going to have to ramp up my exercise to lose any of this fat, and my gym membership is sitting unused.
Shoot, I should've borrowed a bottle of the type Benjamin likes from gosling to try. That would be preferable to buying one because it may not be breast-like enough to meet with Sophia's approval. (Clearly Benjamin, who doesn't like the breast but will take this bottle, isn't fooled.)
