Dear Friends and Family,
Two days down, two days to go. Slowly, but surely we're all transitioning this week.
The shoes. No problem. Girlfriend loves her shoes and protests when we take them off when we get home.
Milk. We've been mixing breast milk with whole milk. So far, so good. Last week was 3:1 which P drank without comment. This week is 1:1 which P drank yesterday without comment. Next week is 1:3. Then, we move on to regular whole milk. Any left over breast milk will be a weekend treat when it's convenient - if we're traveling or out and about or out of stock, she'll get whole. If there's four ounces lying around, she'll get breast. Life will be so much simpler than it is now.
Cup. Not bad. Not a stunning success. Surprisingly, P can't finish four ounces in a cup, but she can chug six ounces in a bottle. We've discontinued the bottle at school and on the weekend (mostly) so there's only one bottle to contend with - a new bottle we just added to the equation this week. Last Friday, it was bottle time on the drive home, and we were stuck in traffic and I was desperate. So, I reached back and gave P her bottle and she drank it in her safety chair and fell asleep and we all got home in one piece. So, Tuesday, I offered her her leftover milk in a bottle when I loaded her up in the car to head home. She drank it, but still woke at her usual time to protest the rest of the way home. Yesterday, I offered her her leftover milk again and she 1. almost fell asleep to the bottle and 2. protested from her usual time. Today, I think I'll offer the bottle when she wakes up. We'll see how it goes. As soon as she's forward facing, I'm okay switching this last bottle to a cup.
Room. It's been a little hectic this week dropping off things in three rooms (old room, new room, kitchen) and picking up things in three rooms (old room, new room, kitchen) and there's stuff to clarify and there's stuff to organize and just plain old stuff. But, it's going fine. P seems to be doing okay with the transition. At least that's what the teachers tell us. She's "sad" when she first gets to the room and then she adjusts and is fine for the rest of the time there. We don't know if "sad" is drama queen/frog eyed girl/bawling with head to the ground "sad" or it's just not totally happy. I guess there's no way to really know. Today she's in the new room from just after breakfast to nap time.
We all fell asleep last night after getting home. Time to scrounge up dinner and get girlfriend in the tub before heading out.
Cheers!
mouse
Two days down, two days to go. Slowly, but surely we're all transitioning this week.
The shoes. No problem. Girlfriend loves her shoes and protests when we take them off when we get home.
Milk. We've been mixing breast milk with whole milk. So far, so good. Last week was 3:1 which P drank without comment. This week is 1:1 which P drank yesterday without comment. Next week is 1:3. Then, we move on to regular whole milk. Any left over breast milk will be a weekend treat when it's convenient - if we're traveling or out and about or out of stock, she'll get whole. If there's four ounces lying around, she'll get breast. Life will be so much simpler than it is now.
Cup. Not bad. Not a stunning success. Surprisingly, P can't finish four ounces in a cup, but she can chug six ounces in a bottle. We've discontinued the bottle at school and on the weekend (mostly) so there's only one bottle to contend with - a new bottle we just added to the equation this week. Last Friday, it was bottle time on the drive home, and we were stuck in traffic and I was desperate. So, I reached back and gave P her bottle and she drank it in her safety chair and fell asleep and we all got home in one piece. So, Tuesday, I offered her her leftover milk in a bottle when I loaded her up in the car to head home. She drank it, but still woke at her usual time to protest the rest of the way home. Yesterday, I offered her her leftover milk again and she 1. almost fell asleep to the bottle and 2. protested from her usual time. Today, I think I'll offer the bottle when she wakes up. We'll see how it goes. As soon as she's forward facing, I'm okay switching this last bottle to a cup.
Room. It's been a little hectic this week dropping off things in three rooms (old room, new room, kitchen) and picking up things in three rooms (old room, new room, kitchen) and there's stuff to clarify and there's stuff to organize and just plain old stuff. But, it's going fine. P seems to be doing okay with the transition. At least that's what the teachers tell us. She's "sad" when she first gets to the room and then she adjusts and is fine for the rest of the time there. We don't know if "sad" is drama queen/frog eyed girl/bawling with head to the ground "sad" or it's just not totally happy. I guess there's no way to really know. Today she's in the new room from just after breakfast to nap time.
We all fell asleep last night after getting home. Time to scrounge up dinner and get girlfriend in the tub before heading out.
Cheers!
mouse
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