If you remember one of my last posts, you know how much trouble I've had getting Kira to drink from a sippy cup. I'm happy to say that we've had a little progress on this. For the last two days, she has drunk almost all of the milk at her mid-day feeding from a straw sippy cup. I had to hold the cup the whole time, but hey, I'm still counting it as a win.
Now that she has started to drink from her sippy, I know it is time to begin moving her off bottles. Every day, I tell myself that I'll start tomorrow. Tomorrow, I'll get Kira up and dressed, then give her a sippy cup of milk in her high chair. Yep, I'll get right on that.
I know I should have started trying sooner to get her used to the concept, but I keep hesitating. This time, it is all me. See, I love our mornings. Kira starts to chatter in her crib, so I go make her milk. When I opened the door this morning, she started kicking her feet happily and saying a few words (?) of greeting, though sometimes she is standing up and jumping. I cuddle her in my lap in the glider and give her her milk. I can lean down and kiss her head and hug her close. It is a precious moment.
I guess it is hard to face that my baby is turning into a little girl more every day. If I had been able to breastfeed, I suppose these moments could have continued, but that was not to be. Right now, it is all on me to transition. I dread doing it. After her milk, Kira cuddles on my lap and often gives me hugs. The rest of the day, she wants to be on the go constantly. Will I lose that when she starts taking her milk from a sippy cup?
Only time will tell.