As your little one starts losing his baby fat and all that chubby cherubiness and starts taking the motor skills world by storm, "bottle feeding" becomes that sword hanging over your neck! It becomes worse when he has crossed his first birthday and crossed into a bossy opinionated where-did-my-cute-angel-baby-disappear. If at all it has continued even after turning 2, it may have become the best kept secret within your family!
Doctors ask at every meeting whether you have weaned him yet and you sheepishly look here and there hoping he will just drop it. Okay I'm sure they mean well. But honestly! I always felt the risk of tooth decay, milk anemia and milk / bottle addiction is a tad exaggerated (seriously? It's just milk! I was NOT shoving down chocolate bars down his throat every night!) and not a big deal compared to the nice soundless sleep he drifted into after that one bottle of elixir!
No rotting teeth yet! |
That one bottle with magical abilities was what we pinned our hopes on every night and it would always come through. Like a best friend we never had! Dependable and thoroughly reliable!
Why did we use a bottle to begin with? Well that's a whole different story that is explained in my previous posts on exclusive pumping. There wasn't any choice. Weaned him off breast milk and nightly wakings when we was 1.5 y.o. But even after that he didn't let go of that one bottle of normal milk as a bedtime ritual till last week (28 months to be precise!)
I've written about how he was plagued by cold and cough ever since we shifted to Pune. Cold and cough seldom came without its chaperone: vomit. The big trigger was that damn bottle of milk. Yes that means that all of it would be out without any notice and within a fraction of a second requiring Edward Cullen like swiftness to avoid massive spills on the bed, couch, pillow, duvets... although I use an excellent rubber sheet to protect the mattress, and the duvet can be washed in the machine, cleaning up all this PLUS the child was quite a task. Esp when I was all alone!
One fine day after a vomit I suddenly realised how stupid I was being. F*** tooth decay and milk anemia! The #1 reasons to bottle wean should be vomit cleaning!!!
And that fine (gloomy, utterly horrid) day, the first thing I did after bathing and changing him was take all the effing bottles from every nook and corner of the house and throw them in the garbage. Before I could change my mind!!
He HOWLED for an hour the first day. When I said the bottles are gone he insisted I go and buy new ones. Well whatever. One time-out stopped his howling and all that screaming had left him way too tired to stay awake anyways. The schedule was a bit diff the next few days so the question of bottle didn't arise. The 4th (or 5th) day he remembered again and screamed for about ten minutes. Subsequent night for perhaps 5 mins…
See? It wasn't so hard.