Weaning off the bottle.... Night 1

This isn't my first rodeo, I weaned my son off of his night bottles, in 2 nights! So I think, I've done it once I'll do it again. Easy Peasy lemon squeezy.....WRONG!

I wasn't prepared for the battle I was about to endure, I was bringing a SIPPY CUP into a knife fight.

Night 1

I decide I'm going to stay up all night, I've prepared myself for this physically and mentally (ok all I'd really done was drink 18 cups of coffee, that's preparation enough though right?) I think, I'll get tons of writing done for my blog, read a few NON fairytale books and watch some motivational stuff on YouTube.

Then it began....

9pm: The first wake up or as I now refer to it- the first battle begins. I offer the sippy cup with water in it, you'd swear I was offering poison. Here's how the next 2 and a half HOURS go,

Sippy cup offered - refused - she's screaming at me, walk her around get her to pass out, put her into her bed, she wakes up, I offer sippy cup - sippy sip is refused - she's screaming at me, ECT ECT ECT. I now know what those nerdy boys in high school must feel like being rejected over and over and over again. On behalf of all women kind, I apologise.

After this 2 and a half hour battle, I finally concede defeat and give her a bottle, "she won that battle" I think to myself as I skulk back to my laptop at 11:30pm "but the wars not over".

I'm now on about 25 cups of coffee, waiting, anticipating the next battle.

2:30am: She wakes up, I run in there as fast as possible, check her nappy, ah yes that's it, change her as quickly as possible, walk around with her for another half an hour, she passes out, I put her in bed and she's out. "Now that's what I'm talking about" I say to myself, as I pat myself on the back, I even high fived myself. I very cockily message all of my mom friends to let them know that I've got her down to 1 bottle, yes that's right, I messaged everyone at 3am.

Thank you my friends for not blocking my number.

But this cockiness was short lived, Emma sensed my excitement and woke up again at 4am, just as the caffeine levels dropped in my bloodstream and the sleep deprivation hit me, I think she sensed that I was too weak to fight. I gave in for the second time and gave her a bottle.

Now scared from battle, "I need a plan" I think to myself. I analyse all of the data at my disposal IE her school book. Her last bottle on that day was at 9:30am, ok that needs to be moved to midday. Then I remembered she'd hardly eaten supper because she just wanted her goodnight bottle. I contact her school teacher, yes at 4am and ask her to make the necessary adjustments at school to assist me with the night weaning.

So tonight we try again....

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