Life has been busy for myself, Trav and Oliver. I've been back at work for about a month now, which means Oliver has been busy playing with all of his new friends during the day (Grammy, Ide, Baba, Mallory and BG). Returning to work has been SO hard, as anticipated, but some other logistical things have made it even more challenging. Mainly Oliver not taking a bottle for the first three weeks. Oliver not taking a bottle = a very unhappy Oliver every 2-3 hours, new mommy Megan running back and forth during the day, and an ever patient Grammy accommodating both Oliver and I throughout it all.
We had no idea why Oliver not only refused to take a bottle, but he would get extremely upset at what seemed just the sight of one...except that there had been a few rare occasions that he would gobble one up. Which left us all confused and wearily approaching the decision to completely give up on the bottle. We were all at a loss, and even made a special visit to the pediatricians to see if there was any medical explanation for O's bottle protest, or if our wise but quirky doctor could give us some good advice. 20 minutes and $85 dollars later we left with no answers, just the 'reassurance' that "some babies never take a bottle, you just have to work it out." Well, forget the medical profession I decided....maybe the Google gods have an answer. I looked, and I looked. Get a different nipple. Check, we own every one you can buy at Babies R Us. Hold baby in different positions. Check. Feed when baby is not very hungry. Feed when baby is so hungry he's crying. Check. Check. Nothing worked. Until....I finally came upon a random blog, not unlike this one written by a mother also plagued with a baby who refused to take a bottle and often cried at the sheer nearness of one. Long story short....lipase. Never heard of it? Me either. But apparently some mothers, including myself, naturally have an excess of it in their breast milk which essentially makes the milk go sour quickly. So basically, for 4+ weeks we had been so stumped trying to figure out why O made such a fuss about a bottle, and the problem was the milk! Poor baby...I knew he wasn't just being stubborn, he's too darn cute for that! :)
I'm still learning to cope with being at work so much, and like I've said before we have been so blessed to have family and a close friend watching him. I remind myself everyday that I drop him off that he is blessing their day and life just like he does mine everyday-the perfect little gift.
More importantly...Oliver of course is constantly exploring and learning new tricks. Sometimes I think that I want him to stay small and "just this way", but watching him explore the world and make new discoveries is one of best parts of my life. Some of his new tricks: roll onto tummy from back; roll onto back from tummy; suck on middle and pointer finger (so tasty); with some fumbling grab things to put into his mouth; twirl around in his jumper; laugh and giggle; sleep through the night (4 times); be awesome.
I'll leave you with the best part...pictures of Mr. O. They start with the most recent. Much Love from Meg.Trav.O.
Beautiful, happy boy.
Loves those fingers
Talking. He's got a lot to say :)
His new jumper toy
Dad & O on a saturday morning
Bottoms :)
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