I would like to send a formal apology.
I am apologizing to the friends that have repeatedly asked me to join them on a night out on the town. I apologizing to my husband who has repeatedly asked me for a date night. I apologize to my parents and in-laws that have repeatedly asked if they can babysit Kate. I apologize to the Chiefs and KSU tailgating Gods that I will not be in my normal tailgating state which includes bottles of beer and possibly shots of tequila.
I have a baby that will not take a bottle. She flat out refuses. I have tried everything I can think of. I have asked other mothers for advice.
I have tried the bottle when she’s happy and hungry. When she’s happy and not hungry. When she’s crying and starving. Sleepy and hungry. No, no, no and no. Kate likes farm fresh milk.
The fake nipple is placed in Kate’s mouth. She bites down and breast milk squirts out. She whips her mouth off the fake nipple and makes this incredibly pissed off face. She crosses her eyebrows at me and does a gagging act that should get an academy award. Then she acts like she can’t breathe. It’s all an act.
I am officially done trying to get her to take a bottle. I’m giving up and letting her have her way. So for that, I am apologizing to all that have wanted any time alone with me, just me.
I am sorry.
On the other hand, I am happy that Kate will be a 100% breastfed child. It is the best for her now.
Whiskey – I’ll see ya in the spring. Cheers!