Minnow and I are really good at the breast-feeding thing. It makes her happy and gives her nutrition. It makes me happy and gives me cuddle time. We like breast-feeding and don’t intend to wean anytime soon.
Minnow has now transitioned to the toddler room at daycare. And in the toddler room at daycare, they don’t serve bottles on demand. They serve milk from a cup at meals.
It was a rough week for both of us.
We’ve been trying to introduce cow’s milk from a cup for the past two weeks. Our goal is to get Minnow drinking cow’s milk by day and mommy’s milk by night. But each time the milk reaches Minnow’s mouth, she spits it out and throws the cup on the floor. It reminds me of her first weeks (age 3 months) at daycare when she refused to drink from a bottle and I’d get calls from the harried teachers because they couldn’t get her to eat anything and she was so hungry.
But what has surprised us this time around is that Minnow has happily been drinking juice and water from sippy cups for months. So it’s a milk specific thing. And it’s not a cow’s milk-limited phenomena. She loves yogurt and cheese. On Wednesday, I thought I’d lure her into drinking milk from a cup by sending her bottle of breast milk in a sippy cup. No can do. She refused it. Obviously, milk is not supposed to come from a cup. Duh, Mom.
Given the inflexibility of daycare, I don’t think there’s much we can do other than keep offering it to her and hoping that eventually she’ll give in. I’m sure she will, it’s just a question of how thirsty she’ll let herself get before that happens. She can be a stubborn little kid.
Meanwhile, this cow’s milk transition has been hard on me as well. Not only am I worried about Minnow, but I need to scale down my milk production by not pumping as frequently during the day. Over the course of last week, I got from 3 pumping sessions down to one per day without excessive engorgement (though successively more discomfort). On Friday, I forgot to bring my pump stuff to school. “No problem,” I thought, “this will be freeing. I’ll be so productive.” By 2 pm, I was engorged, by 3 my shirt was soaking through. So I left work early, and went to get Minnow from daycare for a happy Mommy-breast-Minnow-mouth reunion. We were both so relieved.
This weekend we were all sick. Poor Minnow has had a terrible cold and a fever. She just wanted to nurse for comfort, and she was refusing to eat much solid food. So we nursed as much as she wanted, and she threw away her proffered sippy cups. I was sick too, and I just didn’t have the energy or the heart to have a milk battle all weekend.
So it’s Monday and we’re back to the dilemma. Minnow is at home with Fish or at daycare (I’m not sure which actually) and I’m at school. There’s no breast milk in the fridge anymore, so even if she is home, it’ll have to be cow’s milk. With this weekend’s breastfeeding marathons, my supply has gone back up again. I’m already uncomfortable, and I’ve got 3.5 more hours of classes and meetings to go before I can pump.
Sigh. It’s going to be a rough week.