The kids had a WAY better day today! They’ve been struggling a bit recently with what I believe to be just a lame new stage where they are at each other constantly. Its ok, its part of siblings and growing up, but it definitely wears a person out. Me, and them. On top of that, Rowan hates the bottle more and more every single day. Its been a challenging few days. I thought our outing yesterday would help, but it didn’t, and the kids were in rough shape all day.
Thankfully, today was a considerably better day!!! Dekker and Laela hardly fought. There were fewer time outs. Nine times out of ten, their screams were playful. There were even a few occurrences where one of them wanted something that the other had, and they simply gave it over without me having to remind them about taking turns. It was a MUCH better day, thank the Lord!
The aspect of today that still really kept me on my toes was Rowan. He slept very well, and hardly drank in the night, so I figured he would be solidly ready for a bottle when he woke up, but nope. He wasn’t. Trying to roll with it and do more of what he wanted, I gave him some Cheerios. He liked that, but it wasn’t enough. So I tried yogurt, but the cold really put him off and he would have none of it. So I hauled his butt downstairs and put him down to play. It lasted just a few minutes before he was just right ticked. Now Rowan LOVES to play on the floor with everyone. It was more than clear that he was hungry. So I gave him one of those foam cracker things (we call them surfboards) and he was happy. He just wants to eat and play and do his own thing. Throughout the course of the day, I worked with him to eat little snacks while gradually force feeding him some formula. I managed to get about ten ounces into him today, which is nothing compared to most babies his age, and certainly less than our superbabies before him drank, but every ounce counts these days. We take what we can get. For supper, he did really well with some scrambled eggs with cheese, and some peanut butter toast. He didn’t eat tons, but he’s still learning, so I’m not surprised. He’ll get there. And up until this point anyway, he has taken his bottle before bed fairly well, so hopefully that carries over and he can be topped up for the night. Either way, the day felt strange with Rowan, knowing he was hungry but that he just wouldn’t eat. But I still do feel a bit successful, considering I have some new ideas and directions to take him in. I’m sure hopeful we’ll be successful and I won’t end up with a dehydrated baby! I don’t think we will. We’ll figure this out. Just new territory.