I need to break the bottle, I know. The only bottle he takes is at night... but I need to break him of it.... Its hard though.
When Maddux was first born... I had all these plans... how I was going to do everything. I mean plans for EVERYTHING. Which I am sure all of us do... and somewhere throughout all of it... you lose all of your plans... I had deadlines by three months this... six months this.... well one year was the bottle mark... and we are approaching month 15. And I don't know if its a good thing or a bad thing that it hasn't bothered me too much... I hate the sounds of crying. I hate it. I have always hated it... I still hate it. For me its like nails on a chalkboard... Don't get me wrong... I'm not trying to come off as heartless. It breaks my heart when he is crying.... breaks my heart. but the throwing a fit cry.... the throwing a tantrum over the bottle at night... I need to find my big girl pants and stick with my plan... I know I need to... But I think someone needs to find them for me... because they are lost... very lost.
I think Ill pass the torch to my husband this weekend... and he can be the bad guy to take it away...
Any thoughts... tricks... tips to take away the bottle???
I have tried the sippy cup of milk ... water in the bottle... and he is stubborn... he will take that bottle of water... he doesn't care whats in it...
I'm open for suggestions :)
Well here we are... me and my bottle loving Lil boy winding down before bedtime :)
Do you see him??? Zoned out in bottle land.... not caring mommy is trying to love on him.
Stubborn lil boy... but he sure is cute!
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