I have time right now, so I will tell you about my "bad" weekend. Daniel is asleep in his carseat right now (busy day), and I'm waiting for him to wake up so I can feed him. Then I'm going to start supper. Sarah Beth is busy undressing her doll.
It all started Friday night. There was a going away party for John's boss, and we got a babysitter to keep Sarah Beth and Daniel. It was the first time I had left Daniel with anyone for an extended period of time. We left home about 6:30; at 7:15 my body told me it was time to feed Daniel; five minutes later John's phone rang. It was the babysitter calling because Daniel would not take the bottle. Thankfully, the party was close to home, so I ran home to feed him and ran back to the party. (I did not literally run; I drove.)
Saturday I went into work. For the record, I hate going to work. Since we moved, I am starting at a different store which means that I have to learn the new layout and meet all my new co-workers. I went in Saturday to get familiar with things and meet people. I could not stay long for obvious reasons. I discovered that this store is a lot busier than my old one. I go back to work for real in two weeks, and all of a sudden it's here -- in two weeks. I'm not ready. Daniel's not ready. Thankfully, it is just one weekend a month.
What are we going to do? Saturday I pumped an ounce, poured it directly into a bottle, and John tried to give it to Daniel. Nope. He pushes the bottle away. We tried apple juice. Nope. A couple of friends are going to let me borrow different bottles to try. We just got back from Babies R Us where we bought one of every kind of nipple they had. (There's one that looks promising; it looks real if you know what I mean.)
Did you hear the panic in my voice in the last paragraph? What are we going to do? I guess the worse case scenario is that I won't go back to work yet (wouldn't that be nice!), but they are counting on my working so I don't feel right doing that. Will John have to bring the children to Wal-Mart every three to four hours for me to feed Daniel? Would I even have time? I guess I would have to make time. If you have any suggestions, please, please leave a comment. Thank you!
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Oh dear, no suggestions here, I can't even remember those days anymore (well, barely)LoL:)
It's amazing how every few years (all of which go by too quickly) you have to adjust your whole focus when it comes to your children. Part of me would be so thrilled to add another to our family, but I would have to split my focus so much farther now (one of the better arguments for having them all close together). Atleast it hasn't been so long that I can't sympathize anymore; but then, maybe you never really forget the challenges of raising little ones. I hope you're able to come up with a workable solution.
As far as your working, I have to say that it must be so nice to have your husband home with the kids (and only one weekend a month); that would make me feel so much more at ease (once the feeding issue is solved, of course:)
Everything good about my going back to work would be negated if I could not leave my children with John. They need time with Daddy, and it is good for him to see how my days go.
OH I hope he takes the bottle... The nuk bottle only at walmart is shaped just like a pacy and that brand is really big here in europe... It worked very good, but only problem- it can become a pacy, because it is a pacy that comfy yummy milk comes from :(. ONly if you let it though.
I will be praying for you. I can't imagine how stressful that is. Izabella was funny and would drink just enough to hold out until I got home, the few times I left her at that age. It was rough.
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