Milestones: A Little Less Baby

It happened so fast, I forgot to blog about it.

(Imagine that.)

The bottle. It's gone! And I didn't even really try.

See, I've neve really stressed about my kids having a bottle. I actually LIKE them to have a bottle. I think they need that sucking and comfort, and since I never really breastfeed past like 6 or 7 months, it makes me feel like they still get to be a baby and satisfy their sucking needs.

But by the time they are 1 year old, I have the "what is socially acceptable" monster lingering in my mind telling me they should be DONE with that horrible, sinful bottle. But, honestly, I DON'T CARE. I really don't. I'll say it for the world to hear: I like bottles.

But obviously, they can't be around forever.

Jordyn was probably 2 1/2 when I finally transitioned her to a sippy cup permanently. Wasn't too hard. Just stole Beth's idea of a new sippy cup and calling it a "big girl ba ba". Next...Lexi was the one I was most scared of because she was a bottle-addict. I just knew she'd have withdrawal symptoms - you know, the shakes, sweats, hallucinations. I dreaded it and had nightmares about it. Finally, when she was 2 years and 2 months old, I just DID IT. We actually lost her last bottle. So I had her help me look for it and we honestly couldn't find it! It was hard for about 1 1/2 days, and then it was over! Really, NOT so bad.

Peyton likes her bottle, but hasn't been as addicted as Lexi. So I haven't stressed about it too much, and since she's just 14 months old, I wasn't really planning to worry about it for a while.


And then it just happened. Two weeks ago, I was checking out at k-mart (hate that store) and there were two Nuby sippy cups misplaced by the stand. They looked bottle-ish (where she could still get the sucking) but they were a step-up. I thought "what the heck" and grabbed them. That night, I gave Peyton some milk in the new cup instead of her bottle. I thought she'd throw it and cry. Instead, she merely examined it a bit, acted a bit hesitant, and then just drank it. So, from that point on, I just never gave her the bottle again.

Its been a breeze! Its nice not to have that "hump" in front of me, and to know that she's perfectly happy with it. But, it also makes me a little sad, to be honest. It's just one more step out of baby-hood. I wish I could slow it all down just a little.

And now my almost-toddler loves pretty much any sippy cup. Especially if it's her sister's!