It is amazing how past experiences can scar you for life and make you behave a certain way. Corinne was a terrible nurser, mostly due to her being so sick with jaundice and the hospital staff giving her a bottle. I fought with her and gave up after 4 weeks of miseryand zero weight gain, and everything turned out okay. After all, she really liked the bottle. She never liked cereal and would never take anything except for a bottle.
With Landon I was determined to get the nursing process down and after three months of soreness, 2 bouts of mastitis, and 2 rounds of thrush, we finally got it. I tried to introduce a bottle after 4 months and he would have nothing of it, but he did enjoy cereal.
I tried to find a happy medium with Sawyer, but alas...my fear of him not being able to nurse well, had me introducing a bottle at 2 months, but then not again until after 4 months. He does not like the bottle, and will not take one. He also is not fond of cereal. I gave it to him for a first try, and he just kept it hanging out of his mouth on his tongue. Now when I try to feed him cereal he just yells at me as if to say, " I already told you I hate it!!!!!"
So, Sawyer is a good nurser, but I am the only source of acceptible food for him. It greatly limits my ability to leave him with anyone for longer than a couple of hours. I keep trying and hopefully he'll start liking some other foods soon. Plus, it would be really nice to get him full enough that he will sleep through the night.
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