Milk Snob

Today is Tuesday and it feels like a Thursday.  We had a big conference at work the last two days that I helped organize, which means I was living, breathing, constantly thinking about this meeting.  During times like this, I am learning that I am not the best multi-tasker.  I am so consumed and focused on this meeting, I have no idea what else is going on around me.  I am still learning how to turn off work when I get home so that I can give my full, undivided attention to my family.  I'm definitely a work in progress.

So, this past weekend we started to transition EV to whole milk.  Since I am still planning on nursing her on days that I am home and since I absolutely hate pumping, we decided to give her whole milk with her meals over the weekend.  EV, you have only had breast milk and water your whole life; so unbeknownst to you, you grab your cup, sip from the straw, and make a confused look on your face as you pull the cup away from yourself.  Then I proceed to give you the milk again, and you politely push it away.  So, as stubborn and insistent as I am, I give you the milk again, and again you push it away, this time with a little more force.  So, I offer it again to you.  At this point, you are not having it, you take the cup and throw it on the floor.  Uh oh, momma does not like throwing.  So, now comes Monday and I have this meeting and you will be home with grandma all day.  I thought, okay, lets try giving you half breast milk and half whole milk.  After a long day at work, I come home anxious to know if you drank your milk, and I am told that you drank a total of 2.5 ounces all day.  That's no good.  I am tired and all I want to do is go to sleep.  Papa offers to bathe you and get you ready for bed.  As you are ready for bed and as I am nursing you, I attempt to push all the work thoughts out of my head and start to think about what we can do to get you to transition better to whole milk.  I remember a conversation with someone who said that sometimes it helps to try out different brands.  So, I thought, "okay, maybe EV just doesn't like Trader Joe's whole milk."  So, I ask papa to go buy some whole milk from Publix.  I started thinking what we should do when you go to school the next day.  So, I asked papa to make sure to take Publix milk and pumped milk to school.  After a long day of work today, I anxiously go to school to pick you up and to my surprise you drank all your milk.  EV, for some reason you do a lot of things at school that you normally don't do at home.  For example, you don't eat bananas at home but you eat it at school and you don't drink whole milk at home but you do at school.  At this point, I'm not sure if it was cause of peer pressure, the school environment, or the Publix brand of milk.  I guess we'll find out tomorrow.  That's all to say, you are an opinionated toddler (yes, you are definitely a toddler now).