Sometimes it's a BOTTLE!

Maddie will now drink a bottle. Formula. Up to five ounces. Bottle. Yep, it's a wonderful thing! I have allowed myself to stop holding my breath, have inhaled slowly and let out a deep sigh of relief. In through the nose. Out through the mouth.

It took a little over four months, fighting against pursed lips and ear-piercing screams that would turn her beet red all over, but she finally settled and drank a bottle. And has continued to take one with little to no complaint. So it will come as little to no surprise when I say that I feel like joining Dick Van Dyke on the rooftops of London... What a sight!

Tucker began to prefer bottles when he was about four months old- he had never complained about them, but at that age began to discover that they had a more immediate "giving of food affect." One that he quite enjoyed. And so he made the switch to Bottle. And perhaps it's because my firstborn was bottle fed for the better part of his first year of life that I find such pleasure in giving a bottle to Maddie. That, and the fact that now Nathan can feed her while I sleep (huge plus!)... A lot of mothers say that there is nothing like nursing- but I have never really been one of the same mindset. I understand the health benefits... but I LOVE bottle feeding. Call me crazy, disagree, but there's just something about it that brings me joy :).

Will upload a bottle drinking pic in the near future, but for now a pic of sleeping Maddie...