At Simon’s one-year appointment back on Dec. 4, we spoke with the doctor about his transition to milk. For the life of me, I couldn't remember doing this with Harmon so I was interested to hear what he would say (side note: we had a different doctor for Harmon). So, he suggested we just give him some Vitamin D milk in a sippy cup and see how it goes. If he was hesitant, we would have to wean him off formula slowly with all kinds of ¼, ½, ¾ mixtures. Thankfully, Simon said to hell with that mixture business as he happily chugged down his milk. Before that appointment, he had pretty much lost all interest in bottles throughout the day. He would have one at school and maybe one while my Mom and Dad were watching him on Wednesdays but nothing more. With the big move to milk, we thought we should just do away with ALL daytime bottles and it went very well.
The only remaining issue was the nighttime bottle, which the doctor said he would like to go bye-bye by the time he was 14 months old. Ah, what to do? We were dead set against putting milk in a bottle (since he was already getting used to it in his sippy cup) and we simply did not want to buy anymore damn Enfamil. So, we agreed that once that last can of formula was gone, we would just maybe give him a drink of milk from his sippy cup before bed. Well, we used the last of the can for his bottle on Friday, Jan. 15 so Saturday, Jan. 16 was the first night in his 13+ months that he didn’t have a nighttime bottle. Kevin has Simon duty on Saturdays so I didn’t think much about it until it was MY turn to rock him to sleep on Sunday night. I guess on Saturday, Kevin said he gave him a look like “what the hell is going on, where’s my damn bottle?” Understandable! Sunday night with me, though, he was sad and he cried. I felt terrible but it didn’t last long. Within a few minutes, he was drooling on me and snoring. We thought we were in for a few rough nights but he handled it just fine. He’s such an easy baby, a good baby, and always so adaptable to whatever is going on. Sorry about those bottles, little guy!
