Good morning everyone! I hope your week is off to a flying start!
Yesterday I had a mini meltdown when Arthur was having his dinner.
WHERE HAS MY BABY GONE?
I’ve done the whole baby-led weaning thing so him feeding himself wasn’t what did it. Over the last week I’ve been trying to wean him off his bottle ready for him turning 1 in just over a week. I wasn’t really putting any pressure on it and was just going with the flow. He always drinks water out of his sippy cup or a cup with a straw (the cup in the pic) so he knows how they work but he has still ALWAYS had his milk from a bottle.
So I decided to pop his milk in his straw cup/bottle thing and he didn’t like it at all. So I just went with what he wanted and popped it back into his regular bottle and let him get on with it. I did this with every bottle for about 5 or 6 days. Then yesterday morning I did it again and he drank the whole bottle through the straw. I got him dressed and went through the whole morning routine and then lunch time came and again, milk was drank through the straw bottle. Then bed time came and again, the whole lot through the straw. Even his bedtime bottle, he fed himself. He didn’t even want his bedtime bottle.
Now, I know this is really good and I should be happy but my o my I got upset as it suddenly hit me…I will probably never feed my baby again! Even when he was on bottles he was giving them to himself over the last few months, apart from when he had Croup, but I didn’t think twice about it.
Where has my baby gone? In just over a week he will be 1! He’s just about walking. He feeds himself. He goes to nursery two mornings a week while I work and LOVES it. He’s becoming so independent and it’s so great but selfishly I hate it. I just want to go back, for one day, to being on maternity leave when he would settle for nobody but me. And have a long cuddle where he’s not pushing me away so he can practise his new walking skills, dive in his ball pool in the middle of the sitting room floor or just crawl around looking for mischief. I don’t consider myself to be a selfish person but just listen to me!
But, there is 1 thing he doesn’t know. Every night when he’s in a deep sleep and just before I go to bed I sneak in to his room, pick him up out of his cot, cradle him in my arms and sink down in my nursing chair in his room and have the best, relaxing, cuddle where he isn’t distracted with everything going on around him or trying to push me away to go and play. Anyone else do this?