Stand in the Place that You Are...

Ladybug took it upon herself to stand alone last night - in the bathtub of all places. She was holding onto my hand with one hand and holding a towel in the other. She let go of my hand, understood what she was doing, then looked at me and the hubs (rare family occurrence that we would both be there enjoying bath time) with a look like..."ummmm...do you see this people," then she promptly sat. But she did it for about 10 seconds. It was exciting, but it also came with the knowledge that she was gonna be off and running shortly.

I warned Little Man that he had better watch out; Ladybug has been keeping a list of all the rotten things you have done (throwing a block at her head and making her bleed, dropping your geotrax airport on her head, smacking her in the eye even though you didn't mean to, stepping on her hands, ripping toys out of her hands, etc), and she's gonna get you back for each of them. Little Man was not impressed with this new turn of events and the laundry lists of injuries inflicted upon his sister.

Breast vs Bottle

Little Man was breast fed for 1 year. I hadn't planned to breast feed him at all, but I decided to give it a try and was successful. Minus the 7 weeks that I went back to work, I stayed home with him for 2 years. Staying home made breastfeeding for a year easy. It was enjoyable, but not anything that I was passionate about. My main motivation for it was financial; formula is so expensive.

Ladybug is not getting the same breast treatment. I had to return to work for good with her, so I decided that pumping and working was a pain in the ass too cumbersome. It was especially annoying trying when people would knock on my office door while I was pumping. It messed with me mentally. Then, I would have to do the walk of shame walk down the hall with my breast pump things and bottles of milk to the kitchen. For whatever reason (good or bad) it embarrassed me to carry juice expressed from my body down the hall to the kitchen.

When Ladybug went to daycare, she got all breast milk in her bottles. She didn't do well in the beginning; she drank only 2oz from each bottle. Then I would nurse her in the evenings and in the middle of the night. I slowly weaned her off the total breast milk bottle because I wanted to stop being cowlike pumping at work. No matter what I did, she still didn't take the bottle well, She saved her hunger up to hang off my girls for the middle of the night feedings, so one night I stopped those middle of the night leachings nursing sessions and only gave her bottles. It helped, she started drinking the bottle in its entirety after a few short days, and she started sleeping longer at night (of course as I am writing this I am functioning on little sleep. She got up 3 times last night).

My breasts paid the price for the quick weaning of the midnight feedings. I'm pretty sure you aren't supposed to stop cold turkey, but I couldn't keep getting up 4-5 times in the middle of the night. The girls grew to the size of honeydew melons and were as hard as rocks. They have started to shrink, which will undoubtedly leave me with girls that sag to my belly button. Oh how I long for a breast lift.

And now, the pros and cons of bottle feeding:

Pros:
Anyone can feed her.
The hubs takes one of her middle of the night feedings.
We can go places and visit people even when she needs to eat. I don't have to worry about my modesty and whipping out my boob in front of people.

I can drink Diet Coke without fear of hyping her up with caffiene (I'm drinking one now - the first caffienated beverage I have had since November - watch out...likely to cause hyping on my end).

I can take Excedrin! I had an Excedrin party last week - I heart Excedrin!

She can have overnights with grandparents long before she is one year old (I see an overnight happening during our trip to Cali at Christmas). Grammy, if you're reading this, you can have her anytime you want before then.

Cons:
There are a boat load of bottles and nipples to wash everyday.
Formula is so expensive.
The poops smell horrendous; so horrendous that I have almost puked on a couple of occasions.
The bottles take forever to warm in the middle of the night.

I'll get used to it, but it will take some time for me. As a former breast feeder, this is a whole new world for me. I was never one of those la leche league fanatics looking down my nose at bottle feeders; I have always been of the opinion that you do what works for you, and you should never let anyone make you feel bad for your decision. Often times I would look at those bottle feeding moms with envy - now I am one of them. The truth of it is that both sides have their pros and cons.

Solids

In my quest for more sleep, we took another leap in babyhood over the weekend. Ladybug tried rice cereal for the first time. She wasn't really sure what to do with it. She rolled it around in her mouth each time I gave her some. Like a baby bird, she opened her mouth each time the spoon came near. I think she only swallowed a couple of times, but it was a start.

It didn't help her sleep!

Let's Roll

I knew it was coming. I could tell. She was almost there this weekend. Tonight she finally did it. I took Little Man upstairs for a bath and brought her along. I laid her on a folded towel on the bathroom floor. I turned my back and got the bath started. I turned around and she was on her belly! At 14.5 weeks, she rolled over. I don't know when this happens, but I know that Little Man didn't complete this task until 4.5 - 5 months.

Does this mean she's on the move? Oye...I am in for it with this one, but I am so excited!