Don't cry over bottled milk

Today is day 1 of Connor's bottle weening, and I have to say it turned out much better than I thought it would. Last night I cried so hard because I knew this would be the last time he would snuggle in my arms and hold my hand while I fed him his bottle. I think it may have been harder on me than on him. I just can't believe he is growing up so fast. But I did snuggle him and hold him and play with his hair and enjoy ever last minute of that last bottle. Today we woke up and I gave him some milk and cheerios and he did great. We spent most of the day reading, playing and just trying to keep his mind off of having a bottle. He really has never been addicted to it which I hear is a good thing. I am hoping the rest of the week goes as smo

Tonight my little love got his first FAT lip. Just looking at the pictures hurts me all over again. He was running through the house and fell flat on his lips onto the kitchen floor. He got a huge, fat, bloody lip and boy does my heart ache every time I look at his little Angelina Jolie looking mug. Oh I know this isn't the last one, but how on Earth do you handle these bumps and bruises without aching?
Last note, Patrick and I are looking for a second car finally. We test drove the new Mazda CX-7 tonight. I would rather have the CX-9, but that is way out of our price range. It is a beautiful and very safe vehicle. We are going on Thursday to drive the Chrysler Pacifica and the Jeep Compass. We are looking for something that is good on gas mileage and not sooo big, but a little roomier than a car. Patrick refuses to look at minivans, in fact I think he'd rather die than ever be a minivan owner. He is just so proud! I'll let you know which we choose.
i am getting more and more afraid that we are going to be a minivan family sometime soon...YUCK!!!!
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Marie |
February 12, 2007 at 11:12 PM
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