Once we knew that Meghan was going back to work, and Asher would be heading to daycare we started bottle training. It is not going well.
We have tried;
Pure breast milk
Part milk part formula
A different formula
Another different formula
Making the milk, milk/formula, formula warmer
Making the milk, milk/formula, formula colder
We have tried four different bottle types, and at least as many nipples.
We’ve tried letting him be upset and more or less force feeding him
And we have tried only giving him a bottle when he is happy.
After about 20 stressful and unsuccessful minutes with the bottle this morning this is pretty much how I feel at the moment
At this point I’ll take pretty much any tip you have.
So Asher decided to make a slight liar out of me at lunch, sort of. He decided that he would drink a few oz from me if and ONLY IF he could;
a) drink pure breast milk
b) drink it cold
c) be feed like a cafe sitting in his bumbo chair
This kid I swear