Well not really, but I did start adding formula to his bottles. The freezer stash is dwindling and his bottles were barely full enough. It would be negligent and foolhardy to ignore the truth just so I could wear my “exclusively breastfeeding ” badge a little longer. Plus once you start solids it’s not really EBF. Formula loses a little of its stigma once you start handing the kid pieces of fried chicken.
He did give it the side eye this morning but he drank it just fine. The bottle was only 3 oz and was half and half. He seemed a little gassier and he burped like a trucker so we’ll have to see how his little tummy handles what our pedi suggested (Similac Advance).
It wasn’t nearly as traumatic as I thought it would be. I was remembering the first time he had formula, back when they thought he had a milk allergy. We were all scarred by the experience of him completely rejecting the bottle and the nasty formula they suggested. He was screaming and writhing, I was sobbing on the couch…you can see why I was hesitant to relive that experience.
This morning was completely different. He accepted his bottle happily and aside from hitting it repeatedly (“I think this one’s broken, mom. It tastes different.”) he didn’t complain.
I’m going to call daycare in a minute to see how his morning bottle went. It was 4 oz breastmilk and 3 oz formula so the reaction should have been equally as favorable.