No, I am not being patriotic, (I will post about that later, I promise), I am talking about the beauty of a bottle fed baby. All three of my babies have been pretty good nursers, and I expected to someday figure out how to nurse in public, but it is just not happening for me. I just don't have the ability to be discreet. First of all, I have never understood how some women can "hook up" the babies without looking. So, I look like a big dork as I put my head under the blanket to try and get the baby to eat. Meanwhile, I am sure part of me is hanging out that no one needs/wants to see. Then, there is always the problem of the baby falling asleep on the job and your milk continuing to accumulate. Oh, the joys of nursing.
So, for Bryce, I am determined to get the pump'n go skillz down. The first time I tried a bottle I nearly drowned my poor baby. So, Suzie gave us some bottles that have slower nipples and voila, we have a happy baby that can be fed on the go. The kids are also very willing to help.
Today was very relaxing. It started off with a nice run with my favorite marathon mommy, and then I spent the morning cleaning and dejunking. Then I went to a little party with said marathon mommy and her darling 8 year old. We then had a cleaning party at home and we all took naps. Our night ended with an exciting family trip to Costco and Target. I love days like this that don't feel crazy. Remind me of this please.
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