Sunday, June 24, 2012
Project 52: TWENTY-FIVE
...better late than never!
Thank you all for your encouragement about my last post. It has been an emotional week. ...especially when G looks up at me and says, "Mama!" with tears in his eyes as I try to give him his formula out of a sippy cup. Here's where we ended up a couple days ago. We went through two sippy cups before he would take it.
I know my last post may have been a bit too personal for some people to read about (sorry, Dad), but I like to think that maybe my stories and struggles might help another new mom out there. I know that this choice, although not ideal, is the best for our situation right now. I just have to keep reminding myself that when I get discouraged.
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It's not too personal. The people who read this care about you and many of us have or will go through the same things. I love your courage, honesty, and openness. Sorry it's been a rough week...but that picture is precious and says it all. Like I said in my post about almost the same thing a month ago, your special times with your son, and snuggles, don't have to change just because the feeding mechanism is a little different. I'm sorry it has been a tough transition for him, too. :( Sweet boy. He loves you so!
oh my, this picture made me tear up. so sweet. love you, scoops!
Oh Laura, your posts reminded me so much of when I stopped nursing Brynn. She never did take a bottle well (even at daycare) and ate all night long and by 10 months I was a completely sleep deprived worn down mama since I was feeding all night and teaching all day. I hope things get easier for you and Garrett!I adore the picture! The love you have for him is evident!
I hope things continue to get easier for you in this transition period. I adore the picture! The love you have for Garrett is so evident. Your posts remind me so much of when I decided to wean Brynn at 10 months. She never did take a bottle well (even at daycare) and so she ate all night long. I was feeding all night and teaching all day and by 10 months I was just a completely exhausted, emotional, worn down mama. It was a struggle for a few weeks, but ultimately the best decision for our family at the time. I'll pray that you all transition and have complete peace with the decision!
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