In two weeks, I am scheduled to go back to work. My twelve glorious weeks of maternity leave is coming to an end and I am here, frightened and frantic of what would happen to my baby and our usual routine. Breastfeeding routine, that is.
You see, I’ve been breastfeeding baby Ben exclusively since he was born. He has only taken formula milk on his first few days at the hospital when he was confined in the NICU and I was bedridden because of my surgery and can’t breastfeed him. He hates it – he hates the bottle, the plastic nipple and the fake milk. I can’t blame him, everything about formula feeding is unnatural and he knows he has a better option. Aren’t babies smart?
From when he was two days up to now, he has only taken breastmilk. No formula milk, no bottles. But now that I have to go back to work (I wish I could stay until he turns six months old), he needs to take the bottle! I am expressing my milk and practicing feeding it to him via a bottle.
NO SUCCESS SO FAR.
He gets cross and give me ‘the look’:
We’ve tried so many ways and so many bottles and plastic teats. He refused them all. He doesn’t know how to suck and would just nibble and moan, groan, scream!
Then as the battle goes on, he gives me ‘the fist’:
My blog friend Robin of Around the Island who is a lactation consultant has helped me so much by giving me advices on how to do this bottle training right. For one, I made a terrible mistake of doing the bottle training myself. Babies are scarily smart that according to the popular baby and parenting site Baby Center, babies can sense the smell and presence of their mom from up to 20 feet away. And so they won’t give in to the bottle if mom is there!
What more if it’s the mom giving him the fake goods when he’s a few centimeters away from the real thing? Hello mom, who are you kidding!?
So, tomorrow’s another day for us. Robin has assured me we will just be fine. I want to believe her and hope we’ll get this sorted before the big day.